An hour later, Lin Ruoyao hurriedly arrived.
At this time, Lin Ruoxi was pale, clutching her arm, pacing back and forth in the bedroom.
Stains of blood could be seen on her sleeve.
"Why did you only just arrive?"
After the incident, Lin Ruoxi called Lin Ruoyao immediately.
Lin Ruoyao calmly opened the bag in her hand and took out a small silver lockbox.
About the size of two mobile phones, upon opening it, there were two syringes inside, containing a light blue liquid.
"Where are Tingxuan and Han Yi?"
Lin Ruoyao drew out a syringe and gave Lin Ruoxi an injection.
Only then did Lin Ruoxi's complexion improve somewhat.
Lin Ruoyao then rolled up her sleeve and saw some bite wounds on Lin Ruoxi's right arm, with one piece of flesh nearly bitten off.
She took out a needle and thread to stitch up Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi sat on the sofa, eyes closed, face full of pain, as cold sweat kept dripping from her forehead.
