The girl lay on the bed, blood from a wound on her wrist dripping steadily onto the ground, staining the light green sheets in a shocking display.
With her eyes closed, most would have thought the girl had no breath left if not for the rise and fall of her chest.
Fan Xiaoliang was about to rush over.
But Jiang Xiaoxiao was quicker than him.
She grabbed the girl's wrist, yanked a scarf from a chair, and tied it tightly to stop the bleeding.
Because the action was too rough, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and glared fiercely at Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Her gaze was like looking at an enemy, with hatred, anger, and irritability spilling onto Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"Bandages!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's stern command made Fan Xiaoliang react quickly.
What an idiot I am!
His daughter was in this state, what was he doing standing there without getting the medical kit?
He hurriedly went to get the medical kit.
As soon as the girl saw Fan Xiaoliang leave, she yelled after him.
