Before Jiang Siyan could react, Jiang Jiu turned and ran toward the bedroom.
Though it was clearly only ten meters away from the bedroom, the smoke was so suffocating that it painfully stung Jiang Jiu's eyes. She covered her mouth, coughing continuously, until she finally saw the computer on the table and quickly picked it up.
Jiang Siyan came up beside her, grabbed her hand, and stuffed Doug into it, then tied a towel around her face, "Cover it well!"
When those two people had gone out earlier, they closed the door, which decreased the air pressure inside the room, making the door very hard to open, especially now that the door was ignited by the fire, with the doorknob all glowing red!
Jiang Siyan quickly grabbed a cloth, wet it, wrapped it around his hand, and directly tried to touch the doorknob, struggling to open the door.
Jiang Jiu, looking at Jiang Siyan's hand, had a face full of worry, "Cough, cough, Jiang Siyan, your hand!"
