Han Ruyue had harmed the two people she loved the most, even if given another chance, she'd still have the heart to do it again.
More and more onlookers gathered around, Chen Zhi glanced at them, discarded the umbrella in her hand, grabbed Han Ruyue's hand with one hand, and with the other pulled her mother, heading toward the hospital.
At this moment, they both needed to be bandaged; she wanted to take care of their wounds first, then have a good talk with Han Ruyue afterward.
"Let go of me, you slut, let go of me!" Han Ruyue didn't want to go with her, struggling furiously like she was out of her mind. The wound on her forehead wasn't very large, Chen Zhi let out a sigh of relief but didn't let go of her.
"You hit my mother, do you think you can just leave now? Come with me inside, or I'll be less than polite!" she glared at her furiously, but Han Ruyue wasn't frightened at all.
