"Oh my God, this... isn't this Xiao Han?" Old Liu was startled. He hastened to shout, "Help, help, save a life, save a life!!"
Late at night, outside was a piercing cold wind, and snow flying all around. Many people were warming themselves by the fire at home or hiding under the blankets watching TV.
Old Liu's voice was drowned out by the whirling snow. He never expected such a thing to happen. It practically broke him. He scrambled to his feet, not bothering to grab a flashlight, and quickly ran towards the Xiao family's front door.
Bang bang bang!
Old Liu knocked on the door vigorously, yelling, "Xiao Mei, something terrible has happened, your son has fainted. Open the door, quick."
Creak...
The door opened instantly, and Mother Xiao hurriedly asked, "What's going on? What happened to Xiao Han?"
"He... he's passed out, you need to come see!" Old Liu led Mother Xiao quickly over.