Then, this time, he was very lucid, his eyes wide open, and he saw very clearly that An Xiaomian had indeed awakened.
At this moment, An Xiaomian, who was lying in bed, still looked very weak and her complexion was pale, but her eyes were open, frantically and cautiously observing her surroundings.
Perhaps because of the pain in her wrist, she frowned, looking extremely frail as if, with just a touch, he could shatter her into pieces.
Ouyang Zhi unconsciously lightened his breath and his voice, carefully extending his large hand to hold her uninjured one, and spoke, "You... you're awake? How do you feel? Is there anywhere that's uncomfortable?"
An Xiaomian's mind was in chaos.
It was only when she heard the voice beside her that she turned her gaze and then she saw Ouyang Zhi.
In an instant, many images flooded her mind.
She remembered Ouyang Zhi threatening her, his intention to chop off her right hand, and to let the vagrants violate her.
