"Are you going to let me freeze to death just like this?" Chen Jiabao burst into tears, ignoring his snot. "I can feel like I've lost all feeling in my left leg!"

The left leg was the leg that Chen Jiabao slid into the water.

"I'm trying to save you now! But if you struggle so hard that the hole gets bigger and you slide right through, even a god can't help you!"

Su Qingluan was not lying. The reason she shouted at Chen Jiabao not to move was because she found that he wanted to support himself on the ice with both hands and use his other foot to step on the ice on the other side to pull his left leg out.

But if he really did that, the most likely scenario was that the fragile ice surface would crack even bigger, and the situation that was originally able to barely hold him back would be further deteriorated, causing Chen Jiabao to slide into the water.

By that time, even if people on the shore wanted to save people, they would probably be powerless.

Although Su Qingluan temporarily suppressed Chen Jiabao's desire to act on his own, she knew that as time passed, the desire to survive would make the child increasingly disobedient - he was going to die anyway, so instead of doing nothing, he might as well give it a try himself.

After all, in a critical moment, what rationality can be expected from a seven or eight-year-old child? Frankly speaking, Su Qingluan felt that the child was very remarkable for being able to cooperate so far - after all, there were also those who were paralyzed and terrified from the beginning, not daring to move.

Su Qingluan's mind raced: Is there any way to pull this child out of the ice hole, pull him out...

Su Qingluan looked around, desperately looking for tools that could be used. Then her gaze paused and stopped on her brother - to be precise, on the fishing net that Su Xuanhe was holding.

Su Qingluan rushed over in two steps, took the fishing net and pulled it open, then she was surprised to find that although this fishing net was much smaller than those trawl nets nicknamed "nets that cut off descendants", its length after being fully unfolded was also very impressive, at least seven or eight meters long.

The best part is that the ropes used to make fishing nets are often made of high-quality, strong materials to prevent fish from breaking free, especially big fish with great strength.

When Su Qingluan was pulling the fishing net out of the water just now, she could clearly feel that the net could withstand a pulling force of at least a hundred pounds - because in order to pull the net up, she even had to ask her brother for help!

Even though Su Qingluan is not extremely strong, she can easily carry something weighing twenty or thirty kilograms with one hand.

A boy of six or seven years old with a relatively well-proportioned body does not look like he weighs more than 100 pounds, so Su Qingluan is sure that this fishing net will be able to withstand the pull of Chen Jiabao's weight!

Su Qingluan didn't even need to worry about how to throw the fishing net over - the weighted lead sinkers on the fishing net were the best throwing tools!

Su Qingluan rolled the fishing net into a ball like a rope, and wound it together in coils until it became a solid "ball". When she weighed it, it actually had some weight.

She wrapped one end of the fishing net around her hand, recalled the discus throwing movements her teacher had taught her in physical education class, and used herself as the axis to use centrifugal force to throw the "ball" towards Chen Jiabao.

Although there was a small accident along the way, a lead weight from the gradually scattered fishing net hit Chen Jiabao's shoulder, and it seemed to hurt a little, but no one cared about it now, not even Chen Jiabao himself cared about this minor injury - it was also possible that the child had been frozen to the point of losing consciousness all over his body.

Fortunately, Chen Jiabao firmly grasped the other end of the fishing net.

Su Qingluan shouted, "Wrap the fishing net tightly around your hands and hold on tightly. Don't let go. Do you understand?"

Chen Jiabao wanted to say something, but he found that his teeth were chattering and his throat was tight. He wanted to speak but no sound came out - he was too cold.

So he could only wrap the fishing net tightly around his left hand, and then hold the fishing net tightly with his right and left hands together, as if holding on to his only hope of survival.

At this time, Su Qingluan did not let go of the fishing net with her hands.

Because the length of the fishing net was limited and a certain length was wasted at both ends, when Su Qingluan stretched the fishing net to a length that Chen Jiabao could hold firmly, she suddenly discovered a problem that she had not noticed before - she was now on the ice on the river.

Of course, she was only two steps away from the actual shore, a distance that was absolutely safe. She didn't need to worry too much about the ice suddenly breaking - after all, even if the ice broke at this distance, she could still reach the shore immediately, and the water level here was only up to her ankles.

But there was another problem - Su Qingluan was standing on the ice and she had no way to use the strength to pull Chen Jiabao back!

To be more precise, she had "strength but nowhere to use it"! Because the friction of her shoes on the ice was far from enough, she didn't have enough strength to hold Chen Jiabao.

Su Qingluan tried to move her body as close to the shore as possible - even at her maximum, she only took one step back, and was still about one step away from the shore.

It really is "one step away from death"! Su Qingluan pulled Chen Jiabao back with all her strength, and almost fell on the ice herself - fortunately, she managed to keep her balance!

Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief: If the ice surface had produced additional vibrations at this time, her life would not be in danger, but Chen Jiabao might not be!

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