"Old Master Gu," Qian Fu called out in a low voice.
Old Master Gu turned back, looking dazed and flustered.
Qian Fu's voice choked with a sob as he raised a hand to point toward Gu Shuo.
Old Master Gu followed his finger. His heart seized with panic as he saw his grandson cradling a small child. He couldn't see clearly—only that one of her little arms was hanging limply at her side.
Panic-stricken, he let go of Gu Yuan and ran toward Gu Shuo.
"Grandpa, slow down! Be careful!"
Before Gu Chi could finish speaking, Old Master Gu slipped and fell, sliding a little way down the slope. He scrambled back up without a moment's hesitation.
"Grandpa!"
Old Master Gu shoved Gu Chi's hand away and half-ran, half-crawled his way up the rest of the slope. Each step felt heavier than the last.
"Is Pangtuan hurt? How badly? We need to get a doctor, quickly!" he mumbled, almost too afraid to get closer.
Gu Shuo just kept holding Ye Qianning, his head bowed.
