Tang Huai came out of the bathroom.
In the living room, a group of people were waiting for her there.
The atmosphere was very heavy.
Liao Xiaoxiao stepped forward, concerned: "How is it? Is Jiajia okay?"
Tang Huai glanced at Liao Xiaoxiao, then looked at everyone: "The water in the tub is still warm, let her soak in it. She doesn't dare to speak nor is she willing to come out of the tub."
"You came out, will she do something foolish?" Liao Xiaoxiao asked worriedly.
"Jixiang is inside with her. I'll go find some ointment for her, as most of her body is scratched, and some wounds are deep. I'm worried about infection."
Tang Huai went into her own room, sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes grew warm.
She tightly gripped the hem of her clothes, trying hard to control herself from sobbing.
A good girl, ruined, she felt distressed for Gu Jiajia.