Just as Gu Zichen was about to ask if they should switch and she should carry her, Lu Zishu next to her shouted, "Brother Feng, can you not run anymore? Put her down and I'll carry her." Saying this, he bent over, making a gesture to carry someone on his back.
Ruan Jiaojiao was no longer the little sister she was at six. Ruan Feng had been running with her on his back for a while, and he indeed could not carry her any longer. However, he didn't quite trust Lu Zishu's small frame and, after taking a glance, continued to run forward.
Gu Zichen was supporting Ruan Jiaojiao's body that kept leaning to the side, and just as she was about to say she could carry her instead, several store owners from next to the school gathered around.
"Isn't this Jiaojiao?"
"What happened to her?"
"Oh my, why is there so much blood on this hand? Hurry, take her to the hospital fast."
