C35 High-altitude falling object(part ii)

Jiang Xiaoran looked at the flying soil and broken flower pot fragments on the ground.

She was startled, and then remembered that she had heard Song Ziyang's muffled groan, and hurriedly looked towards Song Ziyang's hand.

"You! It's bleeding! "

On the white shirt on Song Ziyang's left hand, there was a bit of blood that had not dried yet, and there was even a sharp piece of blood stuck in it