Dong Xin Yan's heart raced as footsteps approached, but she could only take deep breaths silently, controlling her emotions, not daring to reveal anything.
The man walked to the bedside and pushed her unceremoniously.
Dong Xin Yan held her breath and didn't move.
The man pushed a few more times and, confirming she hadn't awakened, bent down and hoisted her onto his shoulder.
Dong Xin Yan felt a dizzying whirl, her head hanging downward, blood rushing, extremely uncomfortable, but she bit her teeth, staying silent, going along quietly.
Until the situation became clear, she couldn't act recklessly and had to endure.
The man carried her and strode forward, her hand inadvertently dangling, swinging with his steps. Then her fingers swiftly lifted the black cloth over her eyes a bit.
