When the car door opened again, Carsen walked out with his arm around Carolyn's shoulder.
Carolyn turned around and saw that the three men who had attacked Carsen were all lying on the ground. The two women, who had also regained consciousness, were huddled together, trembling.
Carolyn turned back to look at the man and noticed that his lip was cut and there were scratches on his neck. His shirt had become wrinkled and stained with blood.
"Did you get hurt?"
"It's okay, just a minor injury."
"What about your shirt?" Carolyn furrowed her brow.
Carsen smiled faintly and said, "There is a spare one in the trunk, just change it later."
"Go upstairs and change. I'll disinfect the scratches on your neck and check if you have any other injuries."
Carsen was about to say no, but when he sa
