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.

put this watch on her before they departed,

simply for telling time if the phone ran out of power; she

torch was soon

transformed into

able to see properly inside the

car was now a shambles, with

and the windows were

car was buried in snow, and the snowdrifts outside obstructed

on was sunken and he was on

have formed when they fell

wouldn't be leaning in that

left arm was

was pale and he

couldn't help but cry again when she saw him in

heart felt like it

become so

bleeding stops, everything will be okay; it's

he gently pushed

slowly, which was unusual

him like this and instantly reached

were suffocated and couldn't

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

kits for emergencies, one of which

swiftly grabbed for it and extracted bottles for wound cleansing and bleeding control.

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

not even a little bit," Florence

knew he'd insist on

removed his suit from his left

a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The

broke into

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