"Ah! Blood! This young man is injured! Bring the binoculars! See where exactly he got hurt?"
Amid the commotion coming from downstairs, Lin Yi couldn't be bothered to pay attention.
As he lost more blood, a cold sweat started forming on his forehead.
Not only that, the piercing pain in his hand was growing increasingly intense.
The waves of sharp pain brought a slight clarity back to Lin Yi's mind.
The crowd below got hold of binoculars, and once they got a clear view, they gasped in shock.
"His hand! His hand has been completely pierced through! Oh my god! How is he holding on?"
"This is terrifying. What kind of willpower does it take to endure this?"
"Hey, think of something fast! Why aren't the firefighters here yet?"
Amidst the din, the sirens of a fire truck echoed in Lin Yi's ears.
With difficulty, he glanced up, seeing a fire truck speeding towards the hospital.
