77 "Stop right there." Yan Luhan told them in a stern voice as he entered the room hurriedly. The others stopped in their tracks when they were told to but they exchanged glances among themselves while trying to guess just what could have happened.
Yan Luhan locked the door from the inside and walked beside the two women in large strides. Also, he glanced at the woman who was unconscious on the floor to see if she was okay or something had happened to her as well.
"Ma, what happened?…"
"Help your sister to get up first."
Only then he noticed Yan Ruomin's ashen face. Her lips were also pale and dry. Her brows were knitted while she took deep breaths to withstand the pain.
Yan Luhan carefully held her shoulder and made her sit on the bed. Yan Ruomin tried to move her neck from side to side but she failed. Due to the crooked way she slept, her neck became stiff. She was crying tears of sorrow in her mind while her brain was fuming in anger.
