"Isn't that the prospective brother-in-law?" Lian Qingyang, with his sharp eyes, noticed Mo Siyu and couldn't help but comment: "He also has it tough." Seeing him in such a sorry state, he must have arrived even earlier than they did, perhaps even yesterday. That means he surely didn't sleep all night, and now it's already evening. And who knows if he has managed to get any sleep. "Qingyang, let's go help," Tang Yue strode forward. This was a school, and they heard that quite a few students hadn't made it out in time. Hearing those heart-wrenching cries, Tang Yue felt very heavy-hearted. She was near Mo Siyu, so unless Tang Yue brought him something to eat, he probably wouldn't have even known she was there. "Xiao Yue?" Mo Siyu looked at Tang Yue in shock. Her black hair was casually tied into a high ponytail. The normally clean-freak Tang Yue had her face covered in dirt, and she was wearing a gray short-sleeve shirt, black pants, and white sports shoes. The gray shirt had several dirty spots, and the pants were even dirtier, with many signs of mud stains. The once-white sports shoes were no longer recognizable by their original color. "Don't you know it's dangerous here?" Mo Siyu, who hadn't closed his eyes all night and day, now found his subordinates taking over, pulled Tang Yue aside, and when he grabbed her hands, seeing several abrasions on what used to be delicately fair fingers, he felt a pang of heartache. Initially, he planned to just rescue the people from the vehicle fleet, but once he got here, Mo Siyu felt that as a person, the most he could do was make the greatest effort to help people out of the wreckage. "Come on, I'll take you to get some ointment." Mo Siyu insisted on bringing Tang Yue to apply ointment to her hands, hands that were meant for drawing. "But, those medicines should be reserved for people who need them more," Tang Yue said weakly. Immediately, Lian Qingyang interjected: "Prospective brother-in-law, please persuade my sister. I'm a grown man; I'll be fine. But she has delicate skin and flesh. Today, to save Sister An Yu, Sister Xiao Yue almost didn't mind losing her hands." Mo Siyu's gaze fell upon Tang Yue, who quickly tried to change the subject: "I'll go apply the ointment, is that okay?" Facing Mo Siyu's worried and heartbroken eyes, her voice grew weaker and weaker as she said: "I... I was just anxious, don't worry, I was careful with my hands when moving things, it'll heal after some days." "Apply the ointment." Mo Siyu took Tang Yue to find a doctor. It didn't take long for Tang Yue to get her ointment applied, and only then did Mo Siyu learn that Qin Anyu and Chu Hong had also been buried in the ruins. "Why didn't you leave?" Mo Siyu asked her intently. Qin Anyu and the others had flown away, why didn't she leave, why did she stay? "I won't leave, I want to help," Tang Yue said stubbornly. "You're also here, I'm not leaving, at least not now." "Eat something quickly, you didn't sleep last night, did you? Today..." Tang Yue hadn't finished speaking when she was suddenly pulled into a strong embrace. Mo Siyu held her tight and said: "Xiao Yue, I'll arrange for you to rest in a tent later, and tomorrow you'll return." Having witnessed life and death, he cherished the time between the two of them even more. After quickly eating something, Mo Siyu rejoined the rescue efforts. Meng Jin also arrived at this area, which wasn't far from the Meng Family's company. Witnessing employees being rescued one by one, Meng Jin couldn't afford to relax for even a moment, knowing that those rescued were only a fraction of the total. Although everyone in the company was relatively safe because all the houses were single-story or part of large factory buildings, they could see that people everywhere needed help. He felt that he had brought too few people with him. When he saw Tang Yue again, it was on the ruins. It was already past ten o'clock at night. The sight of Tang Yue's delicate figure still bustling about deeply shocked Meng Jin. He knew that Qin Anyu had also been rescued, and although she could have left, she chose to stay. Meng Jin had someone find a single-person tent for Tang Yue and sent it over. "Sister Xiao Yue, your body can't take this," Lian Qingyang also felt distressed for Tang Yue. From the journey last night to the whole day today, even Lian Qingyang, a strong man, was barely holding up, let alone Tang Yue, who was a delicate girl. "I'll be fine," Tang Yue insisted, refusing to sleep. They say the first 72 hours of a rescue are golden - if people are found, their chances of survival are the greatest. Knowing her stubbornness, Lian Qingyang stopped trying to persuade her. There were people everywhere in the ruins, with injured survivors getting IV drips on a clearing, and some family members mourning the loss of their loved ones. Tang Yue had no time for tender affections. Though worried about Mo Siyu, she knew how to prioritize. She didn't want Mo Siyu to be worried about her while he was busy saving lives. At this moment, Tang Yue didn't know that Mo Siyu was currently facing a difficult situation. He had crawled into the ruins, where indeed he found children. A teacher was protecting several of them, but the worst part was that the place they were in was unstable, and the teacher was injured. The children were clearly terrified, crying constantly, especially upon seeing the blood on their teacher, their crying grew louder. The condition inside the ruins was also incredibly precarious. Any misstep could potentially lead to a secondary collapse, which would not only be disastrous for the rescue but also extremely dangerous for their own situation. How could he safely bring out the children and also rescue the teacher? From Mo Siyu's location in the ruins to where the teacher and children were, there was a gap in between. Beneath this overhang of more than a meter high was not very tall, but a fall could disturb the current balance and precipitate an immediate collapse. Overhead, there was a concrete wall that had cracked in half, teetering as if it could collapse at any moment. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI-Fire.ɴet Mo Siyu communicated with the teacher and gently soothed the children. This gap of more than half a meter would be simple to cross from the outside, but here they needed to crawl without touching the unstable wall above and without falling down. Mo Siyu shouted upwards, asking for another person to come down to help. Then he carefully crawled to where the teacher and children were located. In a space less than half a square meter, five children and an injured teacher were crammed onto a slanted surface, at risk of falling at any moment. Moreover, with insufficient light, it was difficult for Mo Siyu to assess the situation. Hearing that someone was coming down, he described the complicated situation inside while saying, "I'll send the children out one by one first." "Okay," Meng Jin responded, urging, "Si Yu, be careful. This building had seven floors, and the collapse is complicated. Make sure every step you take is secure." Meng Jin spelled out all the details he knew. Even though he was aware of Mo Siyu's capability and that Mo Siyu also knew these things, Meng Jin couldn't help but give these reminders. "Catch this child," Mo Siyu said, and he carefully sent a child over. All of Meng Jin's words were swallowed back. As soon as one child was sent out, the next one came. Mo Siyu, holding the child cautiously, made sure they were safe. When all five children were out, safely bringing the injured teacher out was the most difficult challenge.