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.

had put this watch on her before they departed,

time if the phone ran out of power; she

was soon

to the third frame, it transformed into a tiny light

to see properly inside the car because of the

was now a shambles, with shattered windows and items

was of high quality, and the windows were not broken despite

was buried in snow, and

leaned on was sunken and he was

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

he wouldn't be leaning in that direction by

left arm was completely drenched

pale

cry again when she saw him

it was weighing a thousand

he become

been treated yet; once the bleeding stops, everything will be okay; it's not that

gently pushed himself up with his right

slowly, which was unusual

she saw him like this and instantly reached in to

as though she were suffocated

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

packed two first-aid kits for emergencies, one of

for it and extracted bottles for wound cleansing and bleeding control. She was now well-versed

hand, examined her from head to toe to ensure she was not injured,

not even a little bit," Florence said, shaking

was wounded, she knew he'd insist on treating her

and carefully removed his suit from his left

beneath had ripped apart, revealing a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The

into tears once

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