Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me

At that moment, a security guard rushed in, urgently waving her hand and saying, "We can evacuate now, the fire brigade has arrived."

The fire was evolving so violently that it was a good opportunity to leave in light of the fire brigade's arrival, for staying any longer would cause one to inhale too much smoke, which is harmful to one's health.

However, at this time, Han Xuewei heard the crying of children from a nearby classroom. Unfortunately, there were still two children trapped inside, and that classroom was already ablaze.

Seeing this scene, Han Xuewei felt a chill in her heart.

If the children weren't rescued in time, they would surely be scorched by the fierce flames. The thought of the children she had seen on the news, burned and in agony, filled Han Xuewei with pain.

That would be a life entirely surrendered to the flames, so Han Xuewei grabbed a fire extinguisher from another security guard and said, "Teacher Mo, let's go in together."

Mo Jihua hadn't expected Han Xuewei to be so brave. He nodded and followed her as she charged in. When Han Xuewei ran in, she saw two little boys crying loudly, hiding in a corner.

Looking at the fierce flames, the two boys were terrified. Seeing that the children weren't in immediate danger, Han Xuewei rushed over at once.

Mo Jihua could only spray the fire extinguisher from the outside, but the fire was too fierce and too far away; the extinguisher had no effect. At that time, Han Xuewei picked up the two children who were both crying, already cried out of energy.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Han Xuewei comforted them as she picked them up, their faces covered in grime, probably from the black smoke.

Han Xuewei was also exhausted, coughing continuously. If she stayed any longer, she feared she wouldn't last much longer herself.

Cradling the two children was difficult for Han Xuewei, so Mo Jihua, without hesitation, dashed forward, took one child from her arms, and the two of them quickly ran toward the front.

Most of the children in the classroom had been evacuated, leaving only these two boys. As they ran out, the fire truck had just arrived, and the firefighters were climbing up with hoses.

At that moment, Han Xuewei and Mo Jihua, holding the two children, ran out frantically. Seeing this, the teachers showed expressions of joy and rushed forward.

If not for the sudden rescue by Han Xuewei and Mo Jihua, today might have ended in tragedy. These two young children, so young and caught in the midst of raging flames, might have been rendered unconscious by the smoke long before burning.

At that moment, the two children were still wailing, shaking from shock.

Mo Jihua then put the child he was carrying down, his arm bearing distinct scratches, wounds that were still oozing beads of blood, a sobering sight.

Then, Han Xuewei looked at Mo Jihua's bloodied hands, which bore several scratches from the frantic female teacher.

Feeling a sting at the sight, Han Xuewei immediately asked, "Teacher Mo, do you need to go to the hospital for your hand?"

Several teachers next to them had already taken out the medical kit and ran out, then they brought out disinfecting Potion and walked towards them.

Meanwhile, the children were still crying incessantly. Watching the firefighters running out one by one from the fire truck and scaling the building in their gear, the blare of the fire truck's siren filled the air. All the children showed a look of amazement and stopped crying.

Later, after asking the teachers, it was learned that the two little boys had run to other classrooms to play and hid behind cabinets on purpose. They thought they were safe, but unexpectedly, everyone else had already evacuated, and the fire started burning from that side.

They wanted to run but the door was too far away, and the thick smoke obstructed their vision. Children of this age simply didn't have the skills to cope with such a situation, and so they broke out crying in panic.

At this time, the crazed woman was also apprehended. Her complexion was extremely pale, and as she was pinned to the ground screaming, she was quickly subdued by the crowd.

The female teachers, holding some medicine and alcohol, came to Han Xuewei and handed them directly to her, probably misunderstanding the relationship between Han Xuewei and Mo Jihua, thinking the two were husband and wife.

Han Xuewei at that moment didn't have the luxury to think about this misunderstanding, as it was Mo Jihua who had suggested they rescue others and had been injured in helping her. She felt it was her duty to help treat him, and she skillfully dripped alcohol on Mo Jihua's hand.

Mo Jihua's hand trembled slightly, and looking at his resolute face, Han Xuewei couldn't help but say, "Teacher Mo, just bear with it a bit, it will be over soon. First we'll disinfect it with alcohol and apply some medication, then you should go to the hospital to have it checked."

As Han Xuewei spoke, Mo Jihua had already stopped feeling the pain. A gentle breeze lightly stirred Han Xuewei's hair, and he suddenly remembered the times when they played together as children.

Han Xuewei was the kind of girl who always participated in dangerous activities and would come crying to him after a fall, enduring the pain while he would apply medication, but her tears would well up nonetheless.

Thinking about those memories was nostalgic, but turning to look at Han Xuewei now, she was already the wife of another man.

At this moment, hearing Han Xuewei address him so politely and respectfully as Teacher Mo was like having the dream shattered all over again, perhaps he had grown increasingly distant from Han Xuewei and shouldn't harbor such inappropriate thoughts anymore.

Being a brotherly figure wasn't such a bad thing after all. As long as Han Xuewei was doing well, that was actually quite nice.

Mo Jihua didn't say anything but simply smiled faintly, "It's okay, I don't feel the pain."

Soon, the police also arrived at the scene to disperse the crowd. The two children that Han Xuewei had carried out had inhaled too much gas, so an immediate call to 120 was made to take the children for treatment.

The police and firefighters also expressed their concern for Mo Jihua, but he considered it a minor injury and thus declined any help.

Quickly, the fire was extinguished in time, preventing substantial damage.

Because Han Xuewei and Mo Jihua played a very crucial role in this event and had also helped in apprehending the criminal, they had to go to the police station along with some of the kindergarten's management and teachers to give a statement.

Han Xuewei and Mo Jihua didn't regard it as an issue and went together to the police station.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om