Di Jinxuan still had a shred of rationality left. She had somewhat figured out what was happening to her. Though she desperately wished it wasn't true, her body felt like a storm raging within.
"You, you—quickly take me to the bathroom! Cold water—turn on the cold water!" Di Jinxuan gritted her teeth and used every ounce of strength to force the words out.
Nangong Jin finally snapped out of his daze, but the weather was freezing.
Di Jinxuan seemed to sense his hesitation and couldn't help clenching her fist and roaring, "Now! Stop hesitating!"
If he delayed any longer, she might lose all control and pounce on Nangong Jin without caring about the situation.
Left with no other choice, Nangong Jin carried her into the bathroom, placed her in the bathtub, hesitated for a second, and then turned on the cold water, letting it pour over her.
