Zhenzhen's method was very effective, and as he successfully grabbed ahold of the child who had fallen into the ice hole, Yun Zhao also tightly grasped his ankle. In this way, one by one, until the children standing in the shallow water cooperated to pull them back, they gradually pulled the child out of the ice hole.
At the critical moment, when the child who was half-submerged had completely lost his strength, his body was like a heavy lump of iron, sinking straight down into the deep pool. If Zhenzhen hadn't been tightly holding his wrist, the undercurrent beneath the ice river would have "dragged" him away.
"Keep it up, just hold on a little longer, you'll be up soon!" Zhenzhen encouraged his freezing and drowsy companion loudly, fearing he would fall asleep and never wake up again.
The child, dazed, opened his eyes, mumbled something to Zhenzhen, and then closed his eyes again.