"Tell me what I need to do now to help you!" Liu Yi was very kind, putting aside any idea of a rival, saving people was the most important thing.
"The hospital is on lockdown, surveillance caught you; if you don't want to be a scapegoat, listen to me." Xuan Wen was sometimes lucid, sometimes terribly irrational: "Don't run around. Stay with me, staying together can save you."
"Sister, it's me saving you now, okay?" Liu Yi glanced at Xuan Wen's mature figure, thinking that Xuan Wen must be quite old.
"Go to my office." Xuan Wen grabbed Liu Yi's arm, her murky pupils hiding a faint trace of envy.
Inside the hospital, alarms were going off continuously. Liu Yi carried Xuan Wen into a locked office. Just as she was about to ask Xuan Wen what to do next, she turned around to see blood flowing from all seven orifices of Xuan Wen's face, thin cracks appeared all over her facial skin, and black hair was writhing at the back of her head as if something terrible were about to emerge.
