Torn pieces of bandages and human flesh burst out and scattered in the room like sand.
As the flash of light dimmed, their eyes remained fixed on the window, neither blinking nor shaking.
From the front of the blasted orb, a great surge of pain thrummed through Mr. Lee's skin the moment he drew his palms off his face.
Although his skin had reddened, his eyes glowed with shock, forgetting his own pain when his eyes fell on the face of the nurse who had the top of her shirt unbuttoned.
Saliva snaked down his throat as sweat dripped from his face, and his eyes remained locked on the nurse's blood that kept dripping on the ground like a pipe.
In an instant, water from the fire sprinklers fell on him and wet him.
After two minutes of staring at the drops of water splashing and letting the evaporated air smoke the room, Mr. Lee moved, paddling his arm.
He didn't stop until he stood by the nurse, grabbed her waist mid-fall, and calmly placed her on the bed.
