Chapter 1127 I can’t catch her anymore
The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. When the man who was teleported out pulled off the towel that was soaked with water from his head, revealing his square face blackened by smoke, he began to cough violently.
As everyone snapped out of their daze, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd and grabbed the man.
"Dad, it really is you! You're alright! Thank goodness, thank goodness! You scared me to death, you scared me to death!"
A young girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old rushed over, hugging the man who had suddenly appeared, her face covered in tears.
The man, embraced by her, felt a real sense of having escaped death, and even this burly man, who looked to be about 1.8 meters tall, had tears welling up in his eyes.
The crowd, having witnessed the heartwarming scene of a father and daughter being reunited, couldn't contain their curiosity and stepped forward to ask questions.
"Dude, what's going on? Where did you come from?"
"Yeah, yeah, appearing out of thin air, a complete transformation! I've never seen anything like it in my life!"
"..."
A large group of people swarmed around, bombarding them with questions, chattering and making a ruckus.
The man finally managed to calm his daughter down. Hearing the question from the crowd, he belatedly remembered what had just happened and said excitedly, "It was a young man, in his early twenties, wearing a white shirt and with dyed blond hair. I live on the fifteenth floor, and the place where the lightning struck is right below my building. The fire started so suddenly that I didn't have time to run and was trapped in the bathroom."
"The fire grew bigger and bigger, and soon it reached the bathroom door. The smoke in the room was getting thicker and thicker, and I felt like I was suffocating. I could only wrap a wet towel around my head and cover my mouth. Just when I thought that even if I wasn't burned alive, I would be trapped inside and die, the young man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. After seeing that I was still alive, he pushed me into a small circle without saying a word. Everything went black, and when I opened my eyes again, I was here."
As everyone listened to the man's description, they subconsciously thought of the young man who had rushed into the building not long ago, gestured a few times, and then disappeared in front of everyone.
Before they could think further, another figure with a face covered in soot appeared in the open space near the man.
This time, a six or seven-year-old boy appeared. Unlike the first adult man who was rescued, this little guy had obviously been terrified and cried before being teleported out, and he was howling even louder when he was brought out.
Coincidentally, the little boy's father recognized his son from his loud, wailing cries. The father and son hugged and cried for a while before the father remembered, "Where's your mother? Why isn't she with you? Is she still upstairs?"
"Mommy...Mommy..." The little boy had finally stopped crying, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but burst into tears again.
The father's heart skipped a beat, countless heartbreaking possibilities flashing through his mind. His face turned ashen, and he held his son tightly, his body ice-cold.
Fortunately, he wasn't allowed to continue his wild thoughts, and the little boy's mother was also brought out.
It turns out that the child was sleeping in the bedroom when the incident occurred, while the child's mother was cooking for the child in the kitchen. The fire, accompanied by an explosion, rushed into their home, separating the mother and child.
The child's mother was in despair when she was teleported out, still worried about her son trapped in the house. When she came down, she found that her son had been rescued and was safe. She burst into tears of joy, and the three of them hugged each other and cried, expressing their relief and lingering fear.
The safe rescue of the middle-aged man and his family, including the little boy, has once again given everyone a boost of morale and helped those who were almost in despair to regain their spirits.
Jun Wuduan did not go up with Jiang Lin and the others to rescue people, but instead chose to stay below with Qi Yao to provide support.
People on lower floors were better off; most of them managed to escape before the fire spread. Those who couldn't escape opted to jump from the upper floors in a desperate attempt to save their lives.
The situation is more complicated on higher floors, where the ground floor is already engulfed in flames, making it impossible to escape safely using ordinary methods.
Although a few people might jump from the building in a panic, most people would still hope that the rescuers could find a way to get them out.
But the fire waits for no one, and those who couldn't find a way to survive and were delayed all inhaled some thick smoke.
Some of the people who were teleported out had already choked and fallen into a coma. If they were not given proper first aid, they might die from asphyxiation or become a vegetable.
All Jun Wuduan could do was help these people buy time and give them a glimmer of hope.
Of course, it would be far too much for just a few of them to save so many people.
Everyone was clearly aware of this, so when these disaster victims appeared, the people around them spontaneously offered their help.
Even some people who had just escaped danger and whose injuries were not serious spontaneously joined the rescue team after resting for a while.
Thanks to everyone's efforts, one trapped person after another was rescued, and more and more people found their relatives who were trapped upstairs.
While the rescued were busy reuniting with their families, the rescue workers were busy putting out the fire and also taking stock of how many residents were still trapped up there and had not yet been rescued.
Just then, a slightly shrill cry drew everyone's attention.
"Children, my child and granddaughter-in-law are still up there and haven't come down yet. Please save them, I beg you, please save them! I'm kneeling down, I'm kneeling down!"
An elderly woman with white hair grabbed Qi Yao's hand tightly and was about to kneel down before her, which startled Qi Yao, who quickly helped her up.
Some local residents nearby recognized the old woman, and from their whispers, they pieced together a rough picture of her family's situation.
This old lady was truly a woman with a tragic fate. Of the children she had, some died young or married far away, leaving her only with her eldest son, who was her only grandson.
After finally raising her grandson to adulthood and getting him married, just as they were about to enjoy family life, her grandson suddenly passed away unexpectedly, leaving behind only her granddaughter-in-law and her grandson's unborn child.
The child the old woman was talking about was her great-granddaughter, who was only a few months old and was now her only source of emotional support.
It's not hard to imagine that if her great-granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law were gone today, the old woman probably wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.
As Qi Yao supported the old man, her brows furrowed slightly, unsure of what to do, Qi Yingxuan, who had been missing for a long time, finally returned.
He was seen dragging a woman whose life was unknown with one hand, while holding a crying baby in his other hand with an extremely clumsy gesture.
The moment his feet touched the ground, Qi Yingxuan cried out in terror, "Quick, quick, take the child down! I can't hold her any longer!"
(End of this chapter)
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