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Chapter 439 Rescue from Fire

Chapter 439: Chapter 439 Rescue from Fire

Shen Siyuan thought that Ruan Hongzhuang only had that red Ferrari, but that was not the case.

Since obtaining her driver’s license, Ruan Hongzhuang herself can’t remember how many sports cars she has owned.

In her youth, she too enjoyed speed and passion, even played on professional tracks, experiencing the blinding speed.

But since then, she never played with them again because she disliked the uncertainty of fate. She preferred to control everything, plan the future, and have everything unfold smoothly according to her wishes.

However, no matter how fast the sports car is, you can still see the scenery outside the window retreating, just infinitely stretched, and she didn’t feel much discomfort.

But now, lying on Shen Siyuan’s back, Ruan Hongzhuang could only feel the scenery in front of her like photo slices, and they were disjointed, skipping many frames. Moreover, because the speed was too fast, her body couldn’t adapt, and she momentarily felt dizzy.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Ruan Hongzhuang felt strong discomfort as they arrived in front of a burning house.

This house was at the outermost part of Qingxi Town, and judging by its architectural style, it belonged to Qionghai’s traditional style. Because Qionghai was rich in wood resources, these traditional-style houses were basically all made of wood, making it hard to extinguish once a fire started.

Of course, considering this, there was always a certain distance between each house, as if they were linked after a fire.

So now the fire seemed large, but it wouldn’t affect the surrounding families.

At this moment, a lot of people had gathered around the house. Some were holding buckets, some had fire extinguishers, but faced with such a large fire, it was entirely insufficient.

"Are Old Mu and his wife still inside..."

"Don’t know about Old Mu, but Sister-in-law Yuhua must be inside. She’s bedridden, where could she go..."

"Then it’s over..."

"Did anyone call the police..."

"Call 119..."

"By the time the fire truck arrives, it might all be burned down."

"How about soaking some blankets and rushing in?"

"What are you thinking? Do you know how heavy soaked blankets are? Not to mention if you can move them, with such a big fire, you might not get out."

"Alas, how did it come to this? Old Mu is really unlucky, first losing a child, and now his wife is bedridden..."

...

It was evident that the family affected by the fire had good relations with others.

At this moment, a young girl suddenly rushed out from the sea of flames.

"Save my parents, please, save them..."

She asked each person, pleaded with each, but none of them responded, not even sparing her a glance, continuing their conversations.

Evidently, it wasn’t that they were ignoring her; it’s that they couldn’t see her.

This wasn’t a person, but a ghost.

At this moment, she finally came in front of Shen Siyuan, who was just putting down Ruan Hongzhuang from his back.

She urgently pleaded, "Can you save my dad? They’re still inside, they haven’t come out, please..."

She cried as she spoke, her voice filled with anxiety and unease.

She was only instinctively asking for help, not expecting a response.

But this time, a heavenly voice rang in her ears.

"Sure."

She was stunned, staring at Shen Siyuan blankly, forgetting even to cry.

"Don’t daze, you lead the way in front," Shen Siyuan said.

"Ah~ Oh."

The girl then came to her senses and quickly ran towards the house.

Though surprised that Shen Siyuan could see her, now was not the time to ponder this.

"I’m going to rescue them, you wait outside for me," Shen Siyuan instructed, glancing back.

Ruan Hongzhuang nodded obediently, knowing Shen Siyuan’s prowess, she wasn’t worried about his safety.

Regarding Shen Siyuan’s seeming self-talk earlier, she instantly guessed what was happening. After being together for so long, she wasn’t completely clueless.

"A young man went in to save people..."

"The fire is too big, don’t go..."

"Young man, don’t risk yourself either..."

"The firefighters are coming, don’t play hero..."

...

The crowd wasn’t selfish; the fire was truly too fierce. Although rescuing was noble, the young man was so promising, it wasn’t worth risking his life.

Some even reached out, trying to stop him from acting impulsively.

And just then, the girl stood at the doorway, looking at Shen Siyuan with a complicated expression.

She had slightly calmed down now, wondering if it was too selfish to ask them to save her parents.

But at this moment, Shen Siyuan had already taken large strides, just a few steps to the entrance of the smoke-filled hall.

"M-maybe forget it, it’s very dangerous," the girl whispered.

She hoped someone would rescue yet didn’t want the person to be in danger, falling into conflict.

"Where are they? Quickly lead the way."

Shen Siyuan didn’t waste words, stepping directly inside.

His waving hand dispersed the thick smoke around him, and with his Divine Sense, he wasn’t afraid of the smoke obstructing his vision, only worried about inhaling it into his lungs, choking him.

Moreover, with his ability to control the Five Elements Power, these flames couldn’t harm him at all. Every time tongues of fire licked at him, they automatically veered off.

For a moment, amidst the fiery inferno, he appeared rather at ease, moving with calm composure.

The girl exhaled a sigh of relief upon seeing this, knowing the person had great abilities, she quickly led Shen Siyuan into a room.

Just then, a gust of Yin Wind blew in from outside, and Duoduo and Dou Dou appeared beside Shen Siyuan in an instant.

"Are they dead?"

Dou Dou looked at the two middle-aged people lying on the bed, somewhat surprised.

"Stop talking nonsense, there’s no spirit visible, they’re definitely not dead," Duoduo retorted.

The girl glanced at Duoduo and Dou Dou with slight astonishment, then turned her gaze to Shen Siyuan.

But Shen Siyuan couldn’t bother talking to them now, he stepped forward and picked up the two individuals, one in each arm.

One was a middle-aged man in his fifties, slightly overweight, with graying hair and a look of sorrow on his face, now with eyes closed and weak breathing.

The woman appeared to be in her sixties or seventies, with sparse hair, emaciated to the point of skin and bones, feeling weightless in his arms, like paper, and her body seemed stiff—she didn’t look likely to make it.

Shen Siyuan glanced at the bedside table and saw two bottles of sleeping pills.

Without examining closely, Shen Siyuan dashed toward the door with them.

"They’re out, they’re out..."

"Wow, the young man really saved them..."

"Are Old Mu and his wife still alive?"

"The young man is amazing, not a scratch on him..."

"Everyone spread out a bit, don’t crowd together..."

"Is there a doctor, send them to the town hospital..."

...

Amidst the crowd’s chatter, Shen Siyuan laid the two people on the ground.

"They probably took sleeping pills," Shen Siyuan said.

"Quickly wash their stomachs, use soap water..." someone suggested.

"Dr. Zhao is here, everyone move aside, let Dr. Zhao through..."

...

Shen Siyuan watched as a middle-aged man, who looked like a doctor, squeezed in. He sighed in relief, prepared to leave, when suddenly a shadowy figure rose from the woman’s body.

Even in death, she retained her appearance from life, with sparse hair and a shriveled frame, but now she could move freely.

She looked at her hands in surprise, then turned her gaze towards the girl, eyes filled with disbelief.

"Fei Yan?"

The woman called out, reaching a hand forward slightly, seemingly wanting to grasp the other.

"Mom."

The girl cried out, her voice trembling and full of grievance.