As when the beam fell, Haward pushed Quill aside.

Quill grimaced in pain as he stumbled and fell to the ground. "Dad!" He cried as he realized Haward was crushed under the blazing beam. Freaked out, he ran toward his father when the flames were burning Haward's clothes and skin.

Quill wanted to help Haward up, but he was already on the verge of losing his consciousness. He passed out instantly after the heavy beam hit him.

"Dad, Dad, get up!" Quill was freaking out, but his father wouldn't respond no matter how hard he shook him. He grabbed his father's hand and tried to drag him toward the door, but he couldn't. Finally, an idea struck Quill, and he got up to push the beam that fell on his father.

The beam was very heavy and scorching, so as soon as Quill put his little hands on it, he heard the sound of flesh sizzling. He withdrew his hands immediately and blew on his palms.

The pain was unbearable.

And Quill nearly shed tears that moment.

However, he instantly realized he was already in so much pain with just one touch. His father was probably in more pain crushed under the beam.

With that thought in mind, Quill put his hands on the beam despite his fear and pain. The intense pain traveled from his palms; he dared not let go but continued to push it with all his might. He had to save his father; he was definitely in a lot of pain. It was all his fault. If he hadn't drawn, this would not have happened.

"Dad, get up! Dad..."

As soon as Haward gradually regained his consciousness, he heard Quill's cries. It sounded like the hopeless cries of a cub, stabbing his heart with each call.

his eyes with difficulty and finally

were scorched to mutilation. The fire was burning the hem of Quill's pants, but he didn't notice at all, still trying to push

man. No, he was not only a man

he lie here and let his son suffer this

fire would spread to their houses. "Quill,"

pain, but when he saw Quill trying to save him with all his might, he knew he couldn't give

run out without the slightest hesitation. But for some reason, Quill suddenly widened his

Haward smiled as he gently wiped the ashes off Quill's face. His heart wrenched when he saw his badly mangled hand. However, it was not the time for

not asking you to leave me. It's just that you won't be able to push the beam away alone. So, run out and get help before the fire reaches the door. They can help save me." Hearing that, Quill's eyes lit up. "Will they save

you have

push the beam away as it wouldn't budge despite his efforts.

his father, hesitant. Haward smiled and urged him gently, "Go now, quickly. I'm

lot of pain. He needed to ask the neighbors to save his

said solemnly to his father, "Dad, you have

the door. Perhaps because he had a target, he darted. Haward watched as his son's back faded into the distance. His gaze was desirous; even when Quill was no

grimaced in pain. As Quil was present earlier, he dared not show his pain. He was in excruciating pain, and his consciousness was fading. He had a feeling he wouldn't make it; his limbs were numb,

reasons for asking Quill to leave. He hoped Quill could get help, for he did not want to die just like that. He had vowed to take good care of his wife and son for a lifetime. If he died, what were

could not

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