Zuo Xingyun's phone in his pocket began to ring, and Xiang Wan, as if seeing hope, quickly took it out.
Recognizing the caller ID was Achen, she answered, her voice breaking into sobs, "Achen, where are you? Zuo Xingyun's been shot, he's dying...!"
On the phone, Achen sharply inhaled, "I'm almost there, just hang on! If you're in a safe place now, stand in an open area and wave your hands a few times, listen to me!"
Xiang Wan did as Achen instructed, the view from her current position was quite good, right on the open ground of the courtyard.
After she had done so, Achen told her not to panic and to check on Zuo Xingyun's condition.
She felt Zuo Xingyun's breath: "He's still breathing... I'm calling 120 now..."