The airbag in the car came out. And Patrick, who was wrapped in the airbag, didn't move at all.

"Patrick Cowell!"

I was scared to death at that time. So I rushed over and opened the door of Patrick's car.

Patrick just sat straight there with his eyes closed. His body and the airbag were all covered with blood. I didn't know where the blood came from.

Seeing this, I felt that my heart had been pinched tight by a hand.

I was heartbroken for him.

And my heart ached so much!

But I dared not to move. I was afraid that if I moved, Patrick would be in trouble....