And this moment is only a matter of a few seconds. At a critical moment, she gritted her teeth and endured the breath, and led the firefighters through the fire. She was wearing a spare fire suit, but her hair and clothes were all hot. They were all drenched, leaning against the wine rack in a collapsed state and panting fiercely, the towel in his hand had been dried long ago, and what he breathed in was all lung-burning heat.
He was sweating profusely, his face turned red and then pale, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his whole lungs seemed to be squeezed by something, which was extremely uncomfortable.
The firefighters immediately noticed that she was in a bad state, and quickly said, "I'll have someone escort you out!"
While driving out, Tang Si had already reported the locations he had noted down, and the recorder recorded them instantly, and sent them down to the division of labor.
In an instant, fire trucks were extinguishing the fire outside, and cars were driving out one by one from the fire scene inside.
People in the mall were also evacuated.
The whole process went very fast.
"Is there anyone else? Let someone protect the wine cellar, and there is a citizen inside, come and get her out."
"There's not enough manpower. Can you get someone to come over?"
People's safety comes first, and someone will always come.
Song Yi listened to their conversation, she supported the shelf of the wine cellar: "I'll go out by myself, find a car and wait, someone will come and drive away, right?"
Her tone was weak.
"Can you do it?" The firefighter looked at Song Yi, she was like a wilted delicate flower, and she seemed to faint in the next second, her wet hair was tightly pressed against her cheek.
Song Yi didn't want to trouble them.
"It will work," she said.
The fireman gave her the coat and hat to put on. Song Yi didn't feel good about it, but the outfit seemed to weigh a thousand catties.
... If she can get out alive, she must exercise her body well. Sometimes, a body with good endurance and a healthy body can really save lives.
When disaster strikes, you will always last longer, waiting for help. It's not that the body can't support it and can't wait for rescue.
She tried her best and saw a white car. He couldn't lift up anymore with heavy steps, and fell down not far from the white car with a plop.
She clutched her clothes tightly in her hands, hoping... hoped she could live.
His eyes were slightly closed, tears flowed down his cheeks, and mixed with sweat.
"Song Yi, Song Yi." In a daze, Song Yi heard someone calling her.
That voice was so nice, it seemed to be Tang Si's voice...
Is this all starting to hallucinate
She tried her best to open her eyes, only to vaguely see a tall figure squatting in front of her in a fire suit.
She pulled her lips lightly, how could Tang Si be here, he is not a firefighter. Maybe he didn't even know he was going to die.
Song Yi felt that she was being hugged, and the scorching heat scalded her forearm, feeling that she was about to be burned.
The man hugged her, walked to the car, and placed it in the passenger seat. Song Yi frowned uncomfortably. This strength was not very gentle.
Immediately, he drove the car out
She could only vaguely hear a voice: "The girl from the wine cellar is here, and she has been found."
The car was bumpy, and the heat swept her in waves. The fire first burned the foam cardboard boxes piled up in the parking lot, and now it has burned to the car... Danger is close at hand.
She was feeling uncomfortable in the co-pilot, and her voice murmured: "Tang Si...I feel a little pain..."
Even if her voice was very small, Tang Si could still hear her.
"Where does it hurt?" He drove the car without stopping for a second, the smoke was so thick that he could hardly see the road ahead.
Song Yi: "Butt hurts."