Chen Mu was not entirely sure he could lift it either. He had glanced around just now, but Wei'a had disappeared somewhere again, leaving only him and Lu Xiaoru. Lu Xiaoru was right: if the little girl did not receive treatment soon, she would be in grave danger. Yet every Medical Card Adept was frantically busy, and none of the Police Card Adepts had a moment to spare. The disaster had affected far too large an area; the rescue workers available were no more than a cup of water against a blazing cartload of firewood.
But the little girl's condition could not wait any longer.
He was in good form today. Besides, his inspection had revealed that although the beam was piled with bricks and rubble, the space in the middle was actually hollow. He had chosen this position only after calculating it carefully. Of all the places he could find, this one required the least effort and was the safest. He did not need to lift the beam all the way; if he raised it just a little, Lu Xiaoru would be able to pull the girl out.
Most importantly, time was pressing, leaving him no room for further thought.
"Ready." Lu Xiaoru lay half-prone on the ground, one hand already reaching the little girl's arm. She raised her head to signal him, though her gaze still held some doubt. It was hard to imagine anyone lifting something this heavy through bodily strength alone. But he had given her no room to question him. All she could do was get ready.
Chen Mu rested both hands lightly beneath the beam and began adjusting his breathing. In his mind, he went over the key points Wei'a had taught him about exerting force. Tighten the waist, plant the legs firmly, keep