"Little friend, what's wrong with you?" Li Qing was startled and called out anxiously.
But no matter how he called out, the little boy remained motionless, and a hint of blackness began to emerge on his face.
This sudden change nearly scared Li Qing half to death.
He quickly reached out to check the boy's breathing.
There was breath, but it was very faint.
So faint that it seemed like it could stop at any moment.
Not daring to act rashly, Li Qing hurriedly picked up the little boy and rushed to the parking shed.
After placing the boy on his tricycle, Li Qing fumbled with his phone in a fluster and made a call to Qi Xuelan.
"Teacher Qi, do you know Principal Qi's number? Ah, don't ask so many questions, just send it to me quickly, it's an emergency. His son has collapsed at the logistics area, you'd better contact them quickly, or send them my number."
"I'm rushing to the town health center right now; tell her to find me there!"
