Fang Yuxin stood by the car and could clearly see the situation inside. A middle-aged woman lay crumpled in the back seat, her body pitifully tucked into a ball, her face twisted in agony, with pained, muffled whimpers emanating from her mouth, which bit down on a towel.
She looked at this woman, and a sudden surge of admiration filled her heart. In such extreme pain, the woman still managed to contain herself, preventing her screams from disturbing others, and she did not recklessly seek her and Bai Ye's help for rescue. She couldn't help but respect this kind of person.
Even though the woman was older and her physical talents were not strong, she was still respectable and someone worth Yuxin's help.
