Gu Jin kept holding her, his voice gently soothing the extremely unsettled girl.
The Yu Family guards outside the door couldn't help but be moved by the sounds inside.
The sounds inside were too sorrowful, and from the cries, they heard the girl's despair.
These people were no strangers to bloodshed, accustomed to decisive and straightforward methods.
They couldn't understand the girl's pain, but the sounds entering their ears were like a blade crying tears of blood.
There's a saying, an eye for an eye, but what grudge could drive a young girl to this point?
It wasn't until half an hour later that the commotion in the room gradually subsided.
Ma Qiaolan's emotions finally began to improve.
Gu Jin released his embrace, helping her lie down on the hospital bed.
Her hand was still tightly gripping Ma Qiaolan's.
