Chapter 640: 640 Our Little Secret (1)_1
The alphabet board that fell from a great height was quite heavy itself, and the impact of it hitting the ground was very much palpable.
Su Bai looked up at the height of the construction scaffolding from the ground, feeling a chill run down his spine. If the president had not managed to rush over in ti, and that massive alphabet board had hit the young master...
It was truly hard to imagine the consequences!
Including Gu Liancheng, everyone looked at Jiujiu and recalled what just happened, their hearts filled with lingering fear and trepidation.
Even for an adult like Gu Liancheng, if the falling object had been the triangular part of the square board, coupled with its weight, or if it had hit his head directly, he might not have survived, let alone a small child like Jiujiu, with the alphabet board being several tis his size. If it had actually hit him directly, it could potentially have been...
Anyway, the potential disaster had been averted just now. The workers above said that the board had paused montarily before falling flatly onto the man’s back, making it appear as if there was no danger.
Gu Liancheng sat on the ground for a while, resting. Under Su Bai’s repeated inquiries and the concern of others, he shook his head: "I should be fine..."
"What do you an by ’should be’? My God!" Su Bai exclaid anxiously, "Can we afford to be ambiguous at a ti like this?"
"I feel a bit dizzy..."
"Did it hit your head?" Jiujiu’s tone was also tinged with urgency.
Gu Liancheng flexed his muscles a bit and said, "It really hurts..."
"Don’t move, don’t move!" Su Bai quickly advised, "Let’s wait for the ambulance to arrive! You need to get a basic check-up! Where is the ambulance —"
But then he moved even more and rotated his neck to feel for any discomfort, "Nevermind, I’m fine. Everyone disperse, go back to your work."
Everyone else dispersed, leaving only Su Bai behind.
"Are you really okay? You fell from such a height; if you didn’t die, you must have at least been seriously injured, right?"
Gu Liancheng glared at him and said, "Can’t you hope for the best?"
He glanced at Jiujiu, who had been sitting silently by his side, and gave him a reassuring smile, "Daddy’s fine, don’t worry. Did you get hurt anywhere?"
Reassuring Jiujiu’s safety was his priority.
Jiujiu shook his head.
In that kind of situation, if Jiujiu was also injured, how serious would his injuries be?
"Alright, Mr. President, let’s go to the resting room first, instead of sitting here," Su Bai suggested.
Gu Liancheng stood up, helped Jiujiu to his feet, and gently dusted him off.
His little face still had so dirt on it; he wiped it a few tis with the edge of his finger, but it didn’t co off.
Gu Liancheng tried to pick him up, but Jiujiu held back, saying, "I’m okay..."
"I’m fine too, so don’t worry. I can still carry you." Gu Liancheng smiled and picked him up anyway. This ti, Jiujiu didn’t resist.
He knew that Jiujiu didn’t want to be carried because he thought Gu Liancheng had been injured.
Su Bai stayed behind to handle the aftermath of the accident.
...
VIP Lounge.
This was actually Gu Liancheng’s exclusive lounge, which only he could access with his palm print.
Jiujiu sat on the sofa, while Gu Liancheng brought over a basin of water and used a square towel to clean his face.
He was extrely gentle, careful not to hurt him with excessive force, as if wiping a fragile artifact.
Jiujiu just watched him, squatting in front of him.
"Looking back now, it was still very terrifying. If I hadn’t made it in ti, the consequences are unimaginable..." He paused, "If that were the case..."
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