Luo Qiao turned her head to look at Lu Yichen, who cleared his throat and said, "I'll take this police officer outside to guard the entrance."
After saying that, they called over the male officer and left the yard, walking to a place a bit farther away, vigilantly watching that stretch of road, fearing that some inattentive person might come by during this time.
The female police officer in the yard, seeing Luo Qiao's several abrasions, was truly shocked. Luo Qiao's skin was too tender; a slight bump could cause bruising, let alone under those circumstances.
The compassion the policewoman had held for Zhang Qiaoyan, still detained at the police station, vanished, and she thought to herself how fortunate it was that the girl had a strong will to live. If Luo Qiao had really fallen off the cliff or been hit or stepped on by an ox, the consequences didn't bear thinking about.