"You..." Tong Ran's eyes widened, and as the man fell, his weight tilted her crouched body. She turned her body slightly, propped up by her elbow on the ground, just meeting his now tightly closed eyes.
A few nurses nearby covered their mouths, too scared to speak.
"Mo Nanjue..." Tong Ran propped herself up and reached out to grab his shoulder, "Mo Nanjue!"
The man lay on his back on the ground, the black blood gushing from his chest was clearly an abnormal sign. Tong Ran touched his forehead, and her fair hand back was burnt red by the heat. She widened her eyes, the world collapsing seemed no more terrifying, "Mo Nanjue!"
She gripped his shoulders with both hands, trying to pull him up, her peacock blue long dress stained with black blood. Tong Ran knelt on the ground, hugged his head, and started slapping his face, "Mo Nanjue, wake up, can you hear me? Mo Nanjue!"
