Zhuang Jie limped on one foot and stood two steps away in a sorry state. After dawdling for a long time, she slowly approached when the other students confirmed that An Ye was still alive. She pushed the others away and knelt beside An Ye with a trembling body.
Zhuang Jie had really thought about An Ye's death in the first few minutes. She was so scared that she couldn't take it anymore. Her rationality had been completely exhausted. She squatted next to An Ye for a long time before she dared to touch An Ye's arm.
"She's not dead yet; she's just frightened!" Zhuang Xian stood in front of An Ye and Zhuang Jie and said in a condescending tone.
One of the students looked up at her and asked in confusion, "Vice squad monitor, how did you know? You didn't take a good look at her condition. From what I can see, she doesn't seem to be able to move at all!"
