He Teng solemnly nodded, then called Lan Li, and swiftly left the hospital with Chen Yun and several others.
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In the early summer of the capital, the evening breeze gently blew, with a coolness devoid of any hint of summer. Instead, the wind felt cold against one's skin.
"Mom, I'm cold."
"Mom, I'm hungry."
"Mom, I'm thirsty~"
"Mom, I'm in so much pain."
"Mom, I'm so scared. When will Dad come to save us?"
Words as faint as a thread slipped from the girl's mouth. She was bound with coarse hemp rope, even the hand wrapped in a cast was mercilessly tied behind her. Her eyes were bloodshot, clearly showing she had cried for a long time, to the point she could barely speak.
Beside the girl was a young mother who appeared somewhat disheveled. Her hands and feet were also tied with coarse hemp rope, bound behind her, and the rough rope left terrifying red welts on her skin from her excessive struggling.
