When Haiyue and Butler Li arrived, they saw such a terrifying scene.
Sikong Jingqiu lay quietly in the completely deformed car, with blood pouring out from his forehead, staining all the clothes on his body red...
how so?[
When they separated in the evening, he was still fine...
Haiyue's face turned pale, and her feet were fixed there, unable to move at all. She quickly picked up her mobile phone to dial the number of the emergency center, but her hands were shaking violently, and she couldn't even press the keys accurately. She pressed it several times and couldn't.
There is no way to match the numbers!
Butler Li was not much better, his face was ashen, his whole body was nailed there motionless like a statue, his pupils were constricted, as if he had passed out while standing.
Haiyue's body was shaking uncontrollably. She took a deep breath and told herself not to panic. Now was definitely not the time to panic!
Be calm!
Be sure to calm down!
Finally, my mood stabilized a little and I was no longer as out of control as before. I successfully called the emergency center and calmly explained the situation to them and then told them the address.
After that, Haiyue called the police again.
After finishing all this, Haiyue woke up Butler Li, then returned to the car with him, brought a clean cloth over, and stopped the bleeding on Sikong Jingqiu's forehead while anxiously waiting for the arrival of the ambulance.
Sikong Jingqiu's entire body was stuck in the car, and they did not dare to move him for fear of accidentally making his injuries more serious.
Seconds are like years.
This is how Haiyue feels now.
Her heart felt like tens of thousands of insects and ants were gnawing at her, making her restless.
Haiyue looked down at her wrist every three seconds, then looked up at the empty road, hoping to see the ambulance immediately.