Old A led Yu Zhen and Li An through that gap into the residential complex, avoiding people along the way before entering a building whose walls were covered in climbing ivy.
They went up to the second floor and opened the door to apartment 202.
Yu Zhen surveyed the room before her. It looked old and ordinary, and the appliances inside all seemed to have been around for many years.
"Is this your home?" Yu Zhen asked.
The furnishings looked somewhat messy, yet the place was surprisingly tidy.
"Yes. Sit down first. Would you like some water? I'll boil some."
"No, thank you." As Yu Zhen spoke, she helped Li An sit down on the brown sofa.
The sofa was leather, but parts of it had already begun peeling. It was clear that this sofa was quite old.
Only after helping Li An sit down did Yu Zhen notice how terrible his complexion was. There was practically no color in his face.
"Li An, are you okay?" Yu Zhen's brows drew tightly together, her eyes full of worry.
Li An leaned against the back of the sofa, breathing somewhat rapidly. "I... I'm fine. Just a little tired."
"Hold on a little longer. Bai Hanzhou and the others will be here soon," Yu Zhen encouraged him.
"Mhm." Li An nodded weakly.
Old A frowned deeply as he looked at Li An's condition. "He needs to get to a hospital as soon as possible. If the injury on his head isn't treated quickly, he might not be able to see with that eye in the future. And the wound on his leg has already started to fester."
For the past two days, Yu Zhen had been taking Li An around, hiding from place to place.
Other than using a little anti-inflammatory medicine