Blake felt a little better and wanted to struggle to his feet, but a sharp pain suddenly came from his ankle, making him lose his balance.
"What's wrong?" Lola hurriedly supported him and asked anxiously. The bruises are not enough to keep him from standing. Did I break his leg while dragging him along just now?
Seeing him look at his ankle with a frown, she took a close look at it and saw a cut on his black sock and the color around it was deeper. When she touched it, she found it was wet. "Why is your ankle bleeding?" After lifting his sock up, she saw a deep cut on his ankle. The wound on his forehead had stopped bleeding, but blood was still oozing out of this cut.
Not wanting to make her worry, Blake immediately comforted her, "No worries. It's just a minor wound. It must be left w
