Her brows furrowed; she knew the sound was coming from the stairwell next to her.
Could someone be injured?
The elevator dinged, and Gu Qingxin hesitated for a moment, but ultimately stepped inside, not wanting to meddle any further.
She quickly pressed the close button, simultaneously hearing the sound of a door opening and closing in the stairwell.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, just before they were completely shut, a hand grasped one side of the door, and the next second, the doors were forcefully opened.
Gu Qingxin was ready to fight desperately with whomever it was, but when she saw the face appearing before her, her expression was one of shock.
At that moment, Beiming Han's hair was already wet, his forehead and face covered with sweat, droplets falling from his hair. His expression was extremely pained.
It was as if he was enduring immense torment.
"You..."
