Shen Liangchuan halted.
Qiao Lian prickled her ears and listened. Then they walked towards the source of the sound.
When they got to a certain spot, she suddenly saw a man. He was lying in a pool of blood, gasping desperately for air. Obviously, he was about to die!
Qiao Lian jumped in fright.
She retreated a few steps.
The underground parking was dimly lit, hence she could not see the person clearly. But she could make out vaguely that it was a man in his thirties or forties, he was dressed shabbily. His clothes were now soaked in blood.
Qiao Lian patted her chest in an attempt to calm herselt. Then she quickly reached for her cell phone, saying, "Hurry up and call the ambulance. Otherwise this man won't survive!"
After saying this, she picked up her cell phone.
But as she did so, a hand held her wrist tightly.
She spun around and paused, "What's the matter?"
