The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System

Chapter 172: Work Chapter 172: Work The contents of the kitchen and living room were already aflame.

The frantic tongues of fire crackled and engulfed everything, with the thick smoke so suffocating that it felt like an explosion in the throat and lungs.

The scorching pain spread, the terror gripped the heart, and the intense heat blurred vision.

A scared kid was hiding near the toilet.

As Maureen wrapped him with a blanket and tried to charge out, a beam suddenly broke from the ceiling and crashed down.

….

“Maureen, wake up.” “Maureen, it’s over now.” Maureen was soaked in sweat, feeling as if her head was dunked in sweat, with no strength left anywhere from her eyelids to fingertips.

Her heart was wallowing in fear.

She mustered all her strength to open her eyes, only to find that she was already in a hospital.

The clean ceiling came into her view.

The smell of harsh disinfectant finally overpowered the rolling smoke – Her heart raced.

Turning her head, she saw Mrs.

Donald wiping the dirt from her face and neck with a wet towel, her eyes reddened.

Josephine was not far away either.

“She’s awake, she’s awake!” Josephine rushed out to inform the doctor.

She overheard the doctor outside saying: “That’s great!

She just inhaled some dense smoke and her throat is damaged.

Let her refrain from speaking in the next few days and drink lots of water.

She will slowly recover.” Mrs.

Donald and Josephine heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Have they come out?

The sensation of being scorched still lingered on the surface of their skin.

Maureen felt a bit unreal.

Wait—— “Where is Liam?” As soon as Maureen spoke, she found that her voice was just a painful whisper.