When Chen Yi had felt like she was at her last bit of strength, her peripheral vision began to darken, numbness crept across her limbs, at that time warm arms engulfed her into an embrace and lifted her up. All the while, the drug's effects had made her very lighthearted. The simple activity of standing made her heart beat fast. With her exerting herself against Qin Chanpu, she was already close to fainting.
She had no idea what happened after the gunshots. She recalled hearing a free blood-curdling scream, Qin Chanpu cursing. Muffled groans, thuds, whimpers as if a cloth has been shoved into someone's mouth and they were beaten brutally. Yet not killed.
With difficulty she opened her eyes, finding Qin Chanpu and Wen Xuan lying in a corner, bleeding and unconscious. At this, she realized this much that help had arrived.
And the person holding her right now must be...