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Fu Yan finally came out of his trance. After hearing this, he hurriedly said "Okay", stepped forward and clamped Xiaobao's fat belly, and then tried his best to move upwards.
I thought that a child who was no more than three years old would not need much strength to hold him.
Unexpectedly, when Xiaobao noticed that he was approaching, he reacted quickly and grabbed the steel bar that emerged from the break of the wall block next to him.
The fleshy little hands grabbed so hard that the soft skin on the palms was rubbed and bled.
Fu Yan didn't pay attention. When he lifted it up, Xiaobao's palm rubbed against the rough steel head, causing the blood to flow more and more.
But because of this, Fu Yan was stunned and couldn't lift the person up.
When Shen Yan saw that the child was injured, his eyes ached: "Xiaobao! Let go!"
But Xiaobao didn't seem to feel the pain in his palm at all. Instead, he held the other chubby hand up and still shouted loudly: "Mom - mom -"
Fu Yan was only focused on holding the child and didn't notice anything strange about the other person. He thought he didn't carry the child successfully because he didn't use enough strength.
Before anyone could react, he exerted more force and lifted it up again through gritted teeth.
Xiaobao¡¯s two palms were bleeding profusely in an instant.
"Mother¡ª¡ª"
The screams became more and more shrill, and the pain from his fingers to his heart made his little face turn pale.
But he still didn't let go.
Everyone present was shocked by the child's fierceness.
Xu Xiaonan looked at this scene and his whole body trembled violently.
Even he couldn¡¯t guarantee whether he would let go in such painful circumstances.
But Xiaobao is only a three-year-old child!
Shen Yan felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to the top of his head. His eyes were scarlet and he shouted angrily: "Fu, you fucking let go!"
At the same time, he rushed forward like crazy, trying to tear off Xiaobao's injured hand from the steel bar.
But Xiaobao still held on tightly.
It was probably because the painful area was reacting little by little, and the heartbreaking pain came, making his little body tremble in pain.
The screams became more and more shrill, and with each scream, everyone present felt their hearts ache.
"My good baby, can we let go? Look, you've lost so much blood!" Fu Shiying and Third Senior Sister both felt extremely distressed and followed her up to persuade her.
But Xiaobao couldn't listen to anything.
¡°I don¡¯t know if it hurt too much, but his vision began to blur, and he couldn¡¯t hear other sounds in his ears.
Only the detector¡¯s alarm sounded one after another.
It¡¯s getting louder and denser.
¡°Mom¡ª¡ª¡± He shouted at the top of his lungs.
The blood on the palm of the hand seeped down along the steel bars, trickled through the thin gaps, crossed the ceiling, and went all the way down.
The drops fell on Song Qinrong's cheek.
In the darkness, Song Qinrong's eyes were closed tightly, and her face was as pale as paper.
"Mommy mommy!"
Song Qinrong's eyelashes trembled as a shrill scream came.
¡Xiaobao?
She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy to lift.
Another drop of blood fell on her cheek.
Extraordinarily warm.
It even pulled her heart.
For some reason, she had a strong premonition.
This is Xiaobao¡¯s blood.
"Xiaobao is injured!"
"Mom!" Xiaobao's voice was crying, and it became clearer and clearer as Song Qinrong's consciousness returned.
Song Qinrong opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes red.
"Xiaobao"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Sichen almost broke his silver teeth.
The little man was stubborn and cruel. No matter how others tried to persuade him or how to untie his fingers, they could not get him to let go.
Shen Yan was concerned about his wounds and did not dare to use too much force for fear of hurting him.
But Xiaobao didn't care. On the contrary, the more others broke it off, the tighter his palms were.
Shen Yan's eyebrows were about to twist into the character "Chuan".
"Fourth brother!" Fu Yan shouted anxiously.
Fu Sichen, who had been standing nearby, finally moved.
He strode forward and picked up a steel rod from the side.
Xiaobao seemed to feel something in his heart and raised his head at this time.
The father and son looked directly at each other.?.
Xiaobao's face was full of tears, but his big black grape-like eyes were filled with determination.
But Fu Sichen's face was expressionless, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at Xiaobao coldly and without emotion.
The next second, he looked away, raised the hand holding the stick high, raised the stick and dropped it, hitting the steel bar held by Xiaobao hard.
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Xiaobao felt pain and numbness in his palms, which caused the tone of his shouts to change.
"mom, Mom, Mom¡¡"
"Xiaobao!"
Song Qinrong¡¯s hoarse cry came from below.
Just as Fu Sichen was about to hit the stick again to break the steel bar, his ears moved and his eyes instantly turned red.
"Girl?" The steel rod in his hand fell to the ground. He staggered to the gap, half-knelt down, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you awake?"
Song Qinrong still didn¡¯t have the strength to open her eyes, her hearing was almost lost, her whole head was dizzy, and she couldn¡¯t feel anything except the cold.
"Xiaobao" But she still cared about her child.
Xiaobao also heard Song Qinrong's response and immediately shouted back: "Mom! Mom, where are you? Are you in pain, mom?"
After a few breaths, Song Qinrong had the strength to reply: "It doesn't hurt."
"You're talking nonsense! You lied to Xiaobao!" Xiaobao cried, "You"
Fu Sichen covered his nagging little mouth and looked at him seriously and solemnly with his bloodshot eyes: "Ask mom where the steel bars are. Quick!"
Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that rescuing talents was a big deal.
He hurriedly shouted: "Mom! Are there many steel bars around you? Are they on your left or right?"
Fu Sichen pricked up his ears and waited with bated breath for Song Qinrong's answer.
Shen Yan and others all stood on one side, their heartbeats almost stopped.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but just when everyone was wondering if Song Qinrong had fainted again, a low, hoarse, weak voice finally came out.
"¡¡left."
Fu Sichen's hands trembled, and he immediately stood up and ordered: "Move to the left!"
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The ceiling, which weighed thousands of kilograms, was finally removed by everyone's concerted efforts, and Song Qinrong, who had been trapped for a day and a night, was finally able to see the light of day again.
But Fu Sichen couldn't wait to look up. When he saw the scene below, the blood in his body almost froze.
He thought about countless possibilities and knew that Song Qinrong must have paid an unimaginable price to protect Tang Xin.
But I didn¡¯t expect that the price would be so huge.
The girl¡¯s thin body was sandwiched between the ceiling on the first floor and the collapsed wall on one side of the second floor, forming a stable triangle.
The first two were blocked, leaving enough safe space for Tang Xin.
Song Qinrong herself was pierced through the chest and lungs by the steel bars that protruded from the broken wall when she was supporting the ceiling.
Her body was covered in dark red blood that had been bleeding for too long. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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