Air rushed back into Nan Wanye's nostrils. She retched and coughed up a large pool of blood, then slumped half-reclined against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath heavily.,Nan Wan'yan had just been beaten by the abusive man and was bleeding, but she was fine. “It’s okay,” she said.,Gazing at the dilapidated courtyard, utterly uninhabitable, Nan Wanyin clenched her fists tightly.。