"Stop talking."
Charlotte Thompson furrowed her brows tightly, her face full of worry.
Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Justin Battleson, knowing he was trying to act relaxed to keep her from worrying, but how could he not be hurt when such a heavy prop had fallen on him?
She clung to Justin Battleson's uninjured arm, carefully supporting his body, but to Charlotte's surprise, when she touched the back of Justin's neck, she found a sticky substance on her hand.
Charlotte's pupils constricted instantly.
"Blood! Justin, are you injured somewhere else?"
Charlotte was in a panic, completely at a loss.
She reached out to check Justin's head and the back of his neck, but just seeing the crimson blood on her palms made Charlotte uncontrollably tremble.
Justin Battleson coughed once, then shook his head at Charlotte, but his voice was already weaker than before.
"It's nothing, don't worry."
