"Help, help..."

At one o'clock in the morning, the streets were empty, and pedestrians were almost invisible on the sidewalks of this road, and vehicles sped by from time to time.

Nana ran along the road with her daughter, who had a high fever. She cried out in despair and helplessness, expecting someone to show up and help her out of trouble.

Unfortunately, I ran for tens of meters in one breath. Even if two or three cars passed by, none of them stopped.

And those ...