"Ah!" Wendy Clarke screamed. "Help! Help me!"
Christy Xenos had been stunned by fear.
She just stood there, motionless.
She was completely at a loss for how to react.
Ethan Zhekova was rather composed, since whatever happened to Wendy Clarke wouldn't affect him at all.
The driver hurried over to Wendy. Wendy's pain caused sweat and tears to mix together, it was impossible to tell which was which.
"Are you okay?" The driver began to tremble with anxiety.
He had thought he had swerved to avoid her, but he still hit Wendy's leg.
The driver was also panicked.
Ethan Zhekova calmly called 911 and requested an ambulance.
After all, Wendy was not going to die, judging by her injury. It was better to drag it out and let it become more serious. This would perfectly achieve their original plan.
As long as she didn't die, Ethan Zhekova didn't mind how badly Wendy was injured.
After giving their location, Ethan Zhekova also reported the accident.