Outside the factory, police cars and ambulances were already in place.
Ye Xi supported one of her arms as she came out, the cold night wind lifting the long hair on her forehead, her heart felt like it had been steeped in ice.
She was still feverish, and her lips were grayish-white.
Paramedics with first aid kits approached her and asked if she was injured.
She could only see the lips of the paramedics moving; she couldn't hear a single word.
In the distance, the police were pushing a cursing Ye Susu into a police car.
All this felt like a nightmare, utterly unreal.
The paramedics eventually noticed the injury on Ye Xi's arm and took her to the ambulance.
Before the door closed, Ye Xi saw Lu Lingxiao coming out of the inside, stepping through the snow outside the factory, approaching unevenly.
The medical staff asked, "Miss, is anyone with you?"
Lu Lingxiao's footsteps were getting closer, but Ye Xi's eyelashes had already drooped.
She said solemnly, "No, just myself."
