"Pengfei, Pengfei, wake up!"
Shen Qi held Zhu Pengfei's head, wiping the blood off the man's face with her hand, only for fresh blood to quickly flow out again after wiping it dry.
"Shen Qi, let me take a look," Lu Yi stepped forward to give Zhu Pengfei first aid.
An Ran took a jacket from a nearby cabinet and draped it over Shen Qi's shoulders. Her clothes had already been torn to shreds by that man, leaving her entire shoulder exposed, with bruises and scratches all over her shoulders and neck.
Shen Qi, however, was completely indifferent to her current appearance, her eyes, marked by tears, locked onto the man being given first aid by Lu Yi.
At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
"Qiqi — "
Holding his bleeding shoulder, Shen Bin returned home. Seeing the broken door, he called out in a hushed voice.
Seeing no response, he was about to step forward when Qiao Er pulled him back, "Be careful, it might be a trap."
