Chapter 797: Ningning Fell Into the Water
The group of children were very happy when they caught the fish.
Other than a certain little boy, who, seeing his brothers and sisters disobey their parent’s instructions, prepared to go back and call the adults.
Blinded by anger, the little boy did not notice how wet his feet were and slipped, falling into the pond.
“Flop.”
“Flop.”
A loud splash resounded.
The first splash was of the little boy falling into the fish pond, while the second was someone jumping in after him. Consequently, the camera held by the latter clattered against the waterside.
The children crowding the pond were stunned. When they came back to their senses, they all ran back to look for the adults.
“Dad, Dad, little brother fell into the water!”
“Dad, help!”
In the supermarket, the few fathers were working together. Wu Mubai and Deng Tianlin were watching the shop. It was close to noon, and customers were streaming in. The rest of the children’s fathers were helping out with the kitchen.
The loud cries of the children drew their collective attention.
How did they fall into the water?
Which of the children fell?
Argh!
The men charged out to the rescue.
Outside the supermarket, a group of sniffling children cried plaintively.
“Who fell into the water?”
“Ningning and his brother fell into the pond.”
Hiss ~
No sooner had the children answered than a man rushed ahead. Mo Boyuan had disappeared even before the fathers of the other children could say anything.
…
Mo Boyuan’s had never felt this way before, whether it was in his mind or heart.
He could neither describe nor explain the sensation tugging at his chest. It was an awful, constricting feeling which made breathing difficult.
Jiang Tingxu was not far from the pond where the accident occurred. As soon as she heard a child had fallen into the pond, she rushed out with a first aid kit in tow.
Mo Boyuan was the first to arrive, followed by Jiang Tingxu.
Thankfully, by the time they arrived, their son had been saved. His small face was pale, and his eyes were closed. He had fallen unconscious after hitting his head on the bottom of the pond.
Jiang Tingxu had not heard who it was who fell into the pond, so when she saw Ningning’s prone form, she gasped, backing up in denial.
“Ning… Ningning… how could it be Ningning?”
Mo Boyuan was already squatting beside the child.
“Mo Zhining, wake up.”
Unfortunately, the child did not react to his father’s words.
Mo Boyuan peeled off his son’s clothes in one swift motion, preparing to administer first aid.
If anyone saw the look in Mo Boyuan’ eyes, they would have noted how bloodshot they were, carrying with them the faintest hint of fear.
Normally, the word ‘fear’ did not exist in the man’s dictionary.
But now…
Jiang Tingxu came to her senses after a few seconds. She kneeled beside her son, the first aid kit opening with a snap.
“Get out of the way.”
Mo Boyuan quickly moved to the side, giving Jiang Tingxu space to perform CPR on her son.
Once, twice, three times…
Ten times, eleven times, twelve times… Shi Yi nervously watched from the side.
“Ahem… ahem…” the child’s weak cough was accompanied by mouthfuls of water dribbling out.
The other adults arrived soon after. They gathered in groups of two and three. Seeing Ningning pull through, they cheered excitedly, “He’s awake! He’s awake!”
Jiang Tingxu stopped. It was as if her entire body was frozen. Her unblinking eyes stared at her son with a burning intensity.
Ningning, who had woken up, choked on the water spewing out of his mouth. He burst into tears the moment he saw his mother.
“Wah! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!”
When she heard her son’s fear-filled cries, Jiang Tingxu’s mind snapped back to reality.
“Ningning, I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” She cried.
A staff member fetched a large blanket and passed it to Mo Boyuan.
“Brother Mo, here.”
Mo Boyuan accepted the blanket gratefully and said to Jiang Tingxu, “Xuxu, wrap it around him. You wouldn’t want him to catch a cold.”
Jiang Tingxu responded with a whimper. She wanted to take the blanket, but her hands were trembling so much that she could not keep a firm hold of it.
“I’ll do it. Don’t cry anymore, my dear.”
Everything happened too suddenly. Mo Boyuan did not have time to turn off the headset. Those who were close to him – even the director – could hear him.