"Ah——"
"Dad!!"
"Good girl, go get a small knife for Dad." He looked at the little boy's face, fainted from pain, without any panic, and gently instructed his daughter standing beside him.
Ranran, who had always listened to her father, immediately went to find a small blade.
A few minutes later, she brought the blade, and the crouching man took it from her, casually took a lighter from his body and sterilized it, then aimed it at the child's throat.
If the broken ribs piercing the internal organs are treated in time, there's really nothing to worry about.
However, this little boy was already coughing up blood from his mouth, indicating that his abdominal cavity must be filled with blood. At this moment, if he didn't want the rising blood to block his airway, the only way was to release the blood from his throat to save his life.
The children crouched nearby were stunned; they never expected that this little girl's dad was such an amazing person.
