Jiang Ruan stared at the horrific sight inside, where blood flowed like a river.
In that moment.
She felt as if the entire world had fallen silent.
She couldn't make out anything, couldn't hear anything, the vivid colors blooming indefinitely before her eyes, like a blade soaked in blood, stabbing her throat viciously.
She couldn't utter a single syllable.
Her legs went weak, nearly throwing her off balance.
Fu Chi swiftly caught her, pulling her into his arms. She was trembling, her body ice cold, her face devoid of any expression. Those wild eyes of hers were hollow, no longer able to perceive any light.
She didn't cry.
She pushed Fu Chi away.
She forced her stiff legs to move quickly towards the scene.
"To the hospital."
Her voice was so soft, barely audible.
But it was incredibly hoarse.
Jiang Yuxin looked up, seeking salvation. She was holding her breath, her tears already dry.
"...Sister, mom and dad will be okay, right?"
She spoke with a numb, vacant voice.
