10

When I opened my eyes again, I was already lying in a pristine white hospital room.

My dad was sitting at the bedside, eyes red: "Little Ya, it's Dad who has let you down..."

Over the years, he didn't remarry for my sake, which wasn't easy, and Zhang Meili was too good at disguising. I didn't hold grudges:

"It's those bad people's fault."

My dad quickly spoke:

"They're all detained, and they have been interrogated individually. All that's left is your statement."

At this point, the door was pushed open from the outside, and two police officers walked in.

"Ms. An, you're not feeling well. How about we take a simple statement here?"

I smiled and shook my head: "No, I want to go to the police station, I want to see those people."

My dad initially wanted to persuade me to rest more, but I insisted, and he didn't force it further.

Covered in bandages, with wounds all over my body, I went to the police station.