Clarence's eyes darkened as he realized his physical state.

His left arm had a deep and long cut, his back was somewhat fractured, and he had minor injuries on his leg. Other parts of his body were also injured.

It was just as he had predicted.

His modified vehicle shielded him from lethal damage falling from such a great height.

Furthermore, he was not wearing his seat belt and instead shielded Florence in his arms. As a result, he absorbed all of the injuries.

Clarence endured all the pain in quiet and reassured her, saying, "It's okay, don't cry."

He rubbed her on the back and said, "Did you get hurt? Let me have a look."

Florence nodded and shook her head the next second, sobbing.

She was perplexed.

Clarence's expression was solemn as he looked at her.

"Come on, get up, and let me have a look." He urged gently.

His voice was soothing.

Florence wept and slowly rose from his chest, her hands clinging to his shirt as if they would be separated if she let go.

Clarence couldn't see her face in the complete darkness, but he was certain she was crying now.

It hurt him simply thinking about her sad face.

"Turn the button on your watch three times, and it will turn on the torch," he whispered softly.

His watch had a feature similar to this, but he couldn't use it because his left hand was seriously wounded.

Florence followed without hesitation.

this watch on her before they departed, something she

if the phone ran out of power; she had no idea it also had

was

to the third frame, it transformed into a tiny light

to see properly inside the

was now a shambles, with shattered

car was of high quality, and the

and

currently leaned on was sunken

might have formed when they fell and hit hard on Clarence.

he wouldn't be leaning in

was completely drenched

was pale and

help but cry again when she saw

felt like it

he become

hasn't been treated yet; once the bleeding

he gently pushed himself up with his right

was moving slowly, which was

when she saw him like this and instantly reached in to

she were suffocated

up, Clarence appeared paler. "Please bring the first aid kit, Florence,"

two first-aid kits for emergencies, one of which was placed behind

grabbed for it and extracted bottles for wound cleansing and bleeding control. She was now

toe

not even a little bit," Florence

knew

carefully removed his

flowed out. The white shirt beneath had ripped apart, revealing a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The reddish-white shirt, the skin, and

broke into tears

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