I had a bad feeling about this. I looked at Jing Ni and Mai Qi. Then, the three of us started running.
Nanyang was lying silently on the hospital lawn. Her blood pooled around her. It was a ghastly sight.
The doctors, nurses, security guards, and police came one after another.
Nanyang was carried away. The scene was quickly cleaned up after the photos were taken.
We were at a hospital. This was a public place. No matter how prominent the person was when they were alive, their traces would be cleaned up instantly as if nothing had happened.
After all, the public still needed to carry on with their lives. It didn't make sense to stop the world from spinning for the sake of one person.
I didn't like Nanyang, and she knew that. For as long as I could remember, Nanyang was always trying to find ways to bully me and make me suffer.
