At that moment, Sara's ears were empty and she couldn't hear anything. The world suddenly changed from brilliant colors to black and white. The distant bright sunset had gradually returned to nothingness. The night was quietly shrouded. The distance of the thirty-two floors was so long that it seemed like a lifetime. It was so short. Sara had been at a loss for a short time, and there was a scream coming from downstairs.
Sara knew that Gwen was dead.
It was such a high building that even the limbs were scattered.
The police immediately came over to hold her. Sara found that she couldn't stand steadily because of too much blood loss. She almost fell down. Henry gritted his teeth and scolded, "Do you fucking want to die?! Why are you shaking here?"
Tom said, "She is injured! The doctor needs to deal with her quickly."
Henry looked at Sara's wound with a complicated expression in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to deal with the things downstairs."