"Xiaoyan—"
"Ah!!!"
It was truly a heart-wrenching scream of despair, what they saw with their eyes and what lay on the abdomen below them had taken a heavy fall.
Why?
Why did it have to be like this? Hu Xiaoyan was already so unfortunate, why did this have to happen?
She curled up there, her entire body convulsing from both the physical and psychological trauma, letting out waves of anguished cries.
Xia Zhichu was stunned and about to help her up, but just then, someone suddenly kicked the door open with a bang from outside.
Those people, upon seeing the scene inside, quickly, a figure rushed in swiftly and kicked him away fiercely: "Don't move, move and I'll kill you!"
It was Xiaojin, he came just in time.
Hu Xiaoyan, already on the ground and somewhat dazed, upon hearing the familiar voice, still managed to lift her head: "Save him... Xiaojin, save him..."
Xiaojin looked down, shocked: "Blood!! Oh my God, you're bleeding, someone help, quickly, to the hospital!!"
