If Chu Qing had nothing to do, she wouldn't have stayed on this floor. Ding Yiyi ran to the second floor with anger. The entrance to the stairs on the second floor had been surrounded by chairs, obviously to resist the thick smoke, and some people looked at her with their heads.

"I'm going to find someone, please let me go up!" Ding Yiyi shouted, some people looked at her sympatheticly, and even more tempting and indifferent, in the face of life and death, to save their lives.

Ding Yiyi had no choice but to start moving the chairs out. Someone ran out of the stairs and shouted: "The second floor is on fire, hurry up and go to the third floor."

The crowd was turbulent again, rushing towards the stairs. "Ah! Don't squeeze!" A shrill voice sounded and soon drowned in the crowd.

"Chuqing!" Ding Yiyi heard that the sound of the call was made by Ye Chuqing. While calling her with a sound, she speeded up the speed of moving the chair with her hands.

"Sister Yiyi." Ye Chuqing was squeezed to the ground and inhaled too much carbon monoxide. She was weak all over and had to watch Ding Yiyi running to her side with tears in her eyes.

"Stand!" The flames rushed out of the corridor. Ding Yiyi raised her and ran to the third floor. She almost reached the entrance of the staircase on the third floor. A piece of the ceiling fell, blocking the way for the two of them. "What should I do?" Ye Chuqing grabbed Ding Yiyi's sleeve tightly.

Ding Yiyi gritted her teeth and took her back to the second floor and ran to the aisle where there was less smoke. Halfway through the run, they saw the sign in the bathroom, and the two of them cleaned into the bathroom.

The two of them worked together to close the door, and Ding Yiyi turned on the faucet, and water flowed out of the faucet made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the wet floor, Ye Chuqing asked with red eyes: "Will anyone come to save us?"

Ding Yiyi felt that her lungs were so uncomfortable that they were smoked by the thick smoke just now. In order to make her feel at ease, she pretended to be fine and said confidently: "Someone will definitely come to save us."

"Not good, hurry up and rescue it. The exhibition hall is on fire." Someone ran in a mess and said loudly in the cafe.

Ye Nianmo Huo stood up and ran outward. Aoxue subconsciously stood up and wanted to follow him. Then she fell back, staring blankly at the thick smoke not far away.

"Is anyone really saving us?" Ye Chuqing sat in the corner with her legs in her arms. The faucet could no longer flow out of water, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

Ding Yiyi soaked her coat with water and squatted in front of her and said seriously: "Chuqing, we may have burned before we were rescued. Now I want to go out to bring reinforcements and tell them that we are here. Can you stay alone and wait for me to call people? It's too dangerous outside."

Ye Chuqing shook her head, held her sleeve tightly, and begged: "I'm afraid!"

Ding Yiyi helped her wipe her tears and patiently coaxed her: "Don't you like Hai Zhuoxuan very much? If you are not strong, you won't be able to see your brother Zhuoxuan."

Seeing her nodding tremblingly, Ding Yiyi let out a long sigh, opened the door and ran out. On the open space in the square, fire trucks and ambulances were parked at the scene.

After Hai Zhuoxuan sent Song Mengjie to the ambulance, he was still worried about Ye Chuqing. After searching around, he soon saw Xia Youxin standing not far from the fire.

His heart skipped a beat, suppressed his uneasiness, and ran to Xia Youxin and said, "Aunt Xia, Chu Qing is fine."

Xia Youxin pointed to the fire scene in dismay, and his anxiety in his heart magnified exponentially. He looked at the exhibition hall with thick smoke, and his heart suddenly seemed to be empty.
Chapter completed!