On the other side.
In the ambulance, Charlotte Thompson was extremely worried as she looked at Justin Battleson, her frowning brow showing no sign of relaxation.
She clenched Justin Battleson's palm, her fingertips icy cold.
"Nurse, how is he really doing, is it serious? I touched some blood earlier, where is he hurt?"
Charlotte's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were slightly reddened.
The nurse in the ambulance had already located the wound at the back of Justin Battleson's head, but instead of answering Charlotte, she promptly stopped his bleeding and then carefully checked his shoulder and arm.
Justin Battleson only felt dizzy, with his vision growing increasingly blurry, trying his best to see the Charlotte in front of him.
He wanted to continue comforting Charlotte, but as he opened his mouth, the dizziness in his head intensified, leaving him unable to speak.
