Her right cheek was drenched in blood, especially around her eye, where the blood obscured it. A layer of skin had been bitten off from her forehead, and blood flowed along her scalp, all the way to the back of her head.
Long Yinghua struggled to crawl up from beneath the seat again. She sat in the seat and was just about to reach for the steering wheel when she caught sight of her face in the rearview mirror.
She was stunned at first. For a moment, she wondered, who is this bloodied woman?
A few seconds later, she opened her mouth, her body trembling, her left eye stained red by the blood flowing down from her forehead.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
Her scream wasn't sharp because opening her mouth only made the wounds on her face hurt more.
A hoarse sound came from her throat, as grating and harsh as a shovel scraping repeatedly against an iron pot.
Long Yinghua couldn't believe it. How did she become like this?
Her face... her face was ruined!
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