She struggled to her feet, but still couldn't steady herself, only able to lean weakly against the wall. Stretching out her hand to knock on the door, she called out, "Open the door... open the door, let me out..."
Unfortunately, she did not even realize how soft and thin her voice was. The sound of her voice and the knocking did not carry beyond the door.
"Is there anyone there? Help me open the door..."
"Shangguan Xiu... open the door..."
"Shangguan Xiu..."
"Please... I feel so terrible..."
An Xiaomian was in great discomfort. Apart from the emotional pain of losing her child, her body was suffering immensely.
Her body, having just undergone a miscarriage, was still bleeding. Now, abandoned for such a long time in the warehouse without anyone tending to her, her hospital gown was stained red with blood again.
