The car was halfway there when the road suddenly shook, but only for a few seconds.
An aftershock.
Lu Jinghan floored the accelerator, his heart tightly clenched.
Upon reaching the rescue site, he saw a woman running over to ask for help: "A lady doctor got trapped while saving a child. Please hurry to rescue her."
Lu Jinghan grabbed the woman: "Is the doctor tall with her hair tied up?"
His voice grew louder, and every nerve in his body was tense.
"Yes, yes, she's a very pretty girl."
The woman pointed anxiously to a nearby location.
Lu Jinghan released her hand and ran in the direction she pointed, his heart nearly suffocating.
A few men beside him followed suit and raced over.
Han Xi held a little boy about three or four years old in her arms, with some scrapes on her hands and arms.
The child might have run off mischievously; if Han Xi hadn't run over to pick him up during the aftershock, that large rock would have fallen right onto the child's head.
