"Okay, Lillian. Dad will be right there! Don't worry, I'll be there in ten minutes at most."
I nodded; this girl still had a conscience: she even thought of me at this critical moment.
After that, the call was not hung up. Lillian kept talking to her father and telling him about the rescue process.
About ten minutes later, I stood on the second floor, waving to them, yelling, "We're here!"
A group of people rushed up. I also breathed a sigh of relief, finally relaxing my tense nerves.
A tall man in his fifties hurried over. "Good girl, you scared me."
"Dad!"
Lillian saw her father, threw herself into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest, and then burst into tears. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"Come, let me see if you're hurt."
"Dad, I'm fine, but William is injured."
Lillian wiped her tears and pointed at me. "Quick, help him check!"