Turning his head, Basil Palmer saw Amanda Palmer already curled up in pain, her pupils constricted. He hurried over, "Amanda, where are you hurt? Let me have a look."
The floor was strewn with shattered porcelain, and Amanda Palmer had several cuts on her body, her clothes stained with blood. Ava Kent instinctively thought she had been injured by the shards.
But Amanda Palmer was clutching her heart, cold sweat breaking out all over her body. She said weakly, "It's... it's me..."
"Is it a heart attack?"
Ava Kent panicked immediately, "What should we do? Do you have spare medication at home? I'll call 911 for you."
Amanda Palmer nodded with difficulty, pointing towards the stairs, "The medicine is... in the room... nightstand..."
"Hold on, I'll get it for you."
