I'm a Mother!? ✓

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On the day of the competition, probably because she was too nervous, Lin Qingqing woke up early. It was still early, she laid in bed and couldn't sleep. She planned to run for a while, when she came back from running, she passed by the breakfast stall that she often visited. Lin Qingqing planned to buy two steamed buns to eat first.

The boss's wife was loading the car at the door, there were two rows of cages on the small human tricycle (T/N: maybe it's like this). She rode the tricycle to sell door to door at university every day, while the boss stayed in the store to take care of the shop.

Because she often came, the boss and the wife knew her. Lin Qingqing went into the shop and asked for two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge. After eating, she went back to school and took a bath, Liang Xin came to look for her.

The place of the competition was not very far from the school, they borrowed two bikes. When Lin Qingqing passed the breakfast shop, Lin Qingqing found that the steamed stuffed bun shop caught fire all the way to the second floor, the first floor was the steamed bun shop, and the second floor was where the boss and his family lived. Lin Qingqing saw a little boy standing by the window crying on the second floor. Many onlookers stood outside pointing at the fire, but no one dared to go in and save the child.

"Let's go, don't look at it. Someone already called the police and the firefighter will be here in a moment." Liang Xin urged.

It was unknown when the firefighters would arrive, but the child would be burned to death if he was not rescued. Lin Qingqing often participated in various community activities when she was in university, and organized a fire drill with her classmates only a month ago.

The floor was not very high, and it was not too late to rescue him, but it was a little dangerous.

Lin Qingqing didn't have time to think about it. She borrowed a quilt from a nearby shopkeeper, poured a basin of water on it, covered it on her head and rushed into the fire. Quickly ran to the second floor, the child stood by the window, but his feet were pressed by the fallen table. The table was burning with a small flame, which was a little hot. Lin Qingqing took some strength to break it off. She wrapped the child in the quilt and ran downstairs holding him. But when passing by the door, the cabinet nearby suddenly fell down, which was not heavy. However, because of the burning flame, it was very hot, Lin Qingqing's leg was pressed, the quilt did not cover her completely, and half of her calves were exposed. It was hot in summer, she wore a pair of cropped trousers, and the hot cabinet pressed on her leg. Lin Qingqing was immediately crushed to the ground. She only felt a burning pain in her leg and tried several times to get up without avail.

At this time, the fire was burning more and more vigorously, and the air was getting hotter. Every breath was accompanied by smoke and burning feeling. Lin Qingqing felt that she would not be able to hold up. If she did not leave, she and the child would both be killed.

She pushed her leg back hard, and the cabinet was finally kicked away by her, but she choked a hot air in when she tried hard. She only felt as if her throat had been scraped by a hot knife, and she coughed with pain.

Her body was so uncomfortable that she stumbled downstairs with the child in her arms and ran to safety. However, her brain was in a state of anoxia for a long time due to choking a large amount of smoke. As soon as she relaxed, she fainted.

She woke up in the hospital. When Lin Qingqing opened her eyes, she saw her sister sitting next to her. She remembered that she had to take part in the competition. She sat up and asked, "What time is it..."

As soon as she spoke, she felt the pain in her throat like pricking by needle, and her voice became hoarse and ugly. Lin Qingqing covered her neck and tried to clear her throat, but her throat hurt at the slightest effort.