Hang Suisui used all her strength to drag Lin Yu, who was about the same height as her, step by step towards the door.

She gritted her teeth and reached the door.

Hang Suisui used her last bit of strength to push the little boy out the door, and then rolled out herself.

As soon as they left the house, the roof behind them collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

The flames instantly engulfed everything.

Hang Suisui lay on the ground, watching the ashes floating in the air, panting heavily.

He turned to look at the little boy sleeping peacefully beside him, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

However, just as she was about to say something, her consciousness began to blur and the scene before her eyes gradually turned black.

In the moment she lost consciousness, she heard a series of chaotic and hurried footsteps and shouts.

"Help! Help! There are two children here!"

Li Guotao squatted on the ground to check the breathing of the two children.

The people who had just fought the fire also rushed over.

"That's the Lin family's boy, and this girl looks like they just escaped from the fire!"

The two children lying on the ground were dressed intact, but their bodies were dirty and disheveled, and the girl had burns on her arms.

"Quickly, get these two children to the clinic!"

After confirming that the two unconscious children were not in mortal danger, Li Guotao quickly called for others to come forward, and together they picked up the two children and took them to the village clinic.

There is no hospital in the village; apart from going to the town, there is only one clinic run by an old doctor.

Old Chen looked at the crowd rushing in, and saw that the two Li brothers were carrying two unconscious children in their arms.