Ouyang Zijing, who was kicked by Feng Tianzhi, wailed and clutched her belly as she collapsed softly, sweat oozing from her forehead.
"Blood! Blood! Blood..." Sensing something was wrong, Luo Ye hurriedly crouched down. Just as she was about to place her fingers on the other's wrist, she was startled by Xing Nong's scream, glaring back at her, "Why are you so jumpy, trying to scare someone to death?"
"She... she's bleeding from a place that seems... seems... not... not quite right..." Xing Nong stuttered nervously. As she finished speaking, Luo Ye also noticed the bloodstain beneath Ouyang Zijing, and seeing Ouyang Zijing's pale face, she quickly realized what had happened, turning urgently to Feng Tianzhi, only to see him already on the phone: "Interrogation Room 2..."
Three minutes later, two young nurses rushed in carrying a stretcher, followed by their team doctor, Zhong Xiuxiu—a delicate-looking woman appearing to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven.
