Asher Hawn, you mustn't have anything to do!
Nora Smith endured the pain and gritted his teeth to get out of bed.
She is going to find Asher Hawn. She has to see him with her own eyes and see him intact.
"Nora, are you awake?" Just then, Jones pushed through the door.
"Jones, it's great that you're all right." "Where's Asher Hawn? Where is he? Have you seen Asher Hawn?" Asked Nora Smith, feeling relieved when he saw him.
Jones glanced at Nora Smith and said hesitantly, "Asher, he..."
"How's he doing?" Nora Smith asked, impatiently, in a tone of anxiety, at the sight of Joneses' awkward expression.
"He is injured and is in first aid." Jones sighed and added, "Asher, he's badly hurt."
First aid... seriously hurt...
Nora Smith's head hummed and suddenly went blank.
Asher Hawn was hurt for her.
The moment the warehouse suddenly exploded, the thrilling scene kept flashing in Nora Smith's mind.
If it hadn't been for saving her, Asher Hawn wouldn't have been hurt at all.