"Blood disaster?!" Gabrielle Winters and Nick Zeller exclaimed simultaneously.
Gabrielle even stood up from her seat, rushed to Lawrence Winters' side, and asked worriedly, "Lawrence, besides your arm, is there anywhere else you're hurt?"
She carefully looked at Lawrence's face.
It was still as fair and delicate as ever, just a bit of darkness under the eyes, looking like he hadn't slept well.
Gabrielle's heart settled back down, and she immediately sharpened up, "When did you get hurt? You were perfectly fine when you came home last night. You didn't go out early this morning either, so when exactly did this happen?"
Nick also walked over, frowning, "I remember when I went to bed, you said goodnight to me. Your arm was fine then. What's going on? Don't tell me you went out in the middle of the night and got into trouble again..."
