Hospital.
Yin Ruowei had broken her leg and was lying alone on the hospital bed, her leg in a cast, her delicate face pallid as a lotus, eyes ringed with red.
The picture of a pitiful and embarrassingly disheveled victim.
The policewoman taking her statement found it hard to believe that this was the person who had callously pushed her own sister down the stairs.
"What's your name?"
"...Yin Ruowei."
"Yin Ruowei?" The policewoman felt that the name sounded vaguely familiar, but she didn't dwell on it.
*
In another hospital room.
Ming Ge was found to have only a sprained ankle and various minor scrapes and bruises, but Ming Zhiyuan still insisted that she stay in the hospital for the night.
After the nurse had applied medication and changed her into a blue and white striped patient gown, the door opened, and the people waiting outside began to trickle in.
Yin Yilan was the first to speak up, "Xiaoge, how are you feeling?"
