The fire department had already spread out air cushions on the ground floor, preparing for rescue.
Even if Jiang Xinjie fell from the top floor, she might not die, but the mental shock would certainly be greater.
"Let me go up and talk to her."
As Shen Liya turned to leave, Qiao Yonghui grabbed her arm, "She looks very abnormal, I'm afraid she might attack you."
Qiao Yonghui's concern was not unfounded. A person with schizophrenia has no rationality to speak of. What if she goes mad?
"She won't. I can calm her down."
Shen Liya entered the elevator, mulling over what she should say to Jiang Xinjie.
She can't say anything that might upset her, given her current mental state.
Once on the top floor, Shen Liya called out to Jiang Xinjie, "Xinjie, come over here."
"Mom?"
Jiang Xinjie's initially lifeless face lit up instantly, "Mom, you finally came to get me."
"Xinjie, come here, it's dangerous there."
