Yu Jingrong hastened his steps. As soon as he descended the stairs, he saw Su Luo sitting on the ground. Her precious sapphire blue pants had been ripped, with fresh blood staining where the abrasion was. A large floor vase had shattered nearby. It seemed that Su Luo had collided with the vase and fallen to the ground together with it.
Shen Anlingzi's face was as pale as snow, standing still and staring in shock at the scene.
Yu Jingrong startled, walked over quickly: "What happened?"
Teary-eyed from the pain, Su Luo shook her head at Yu Jingrong: "It's nothing. I just tripped and accidentally knocked over your vase."
"You're hurt, you're bleeding. Lingzi, go quickly get the medical kit. It's on the cupboard in the storage room." Yu Jingrong anxiously instructed the dazed Shen Anlingzi.
Shen Anlingzi snapped back to reality, bit her lip, and ran to fetch the medical kit.
