Chapter 67

Harmony also jumps into the hole, the water barely reaching her calves.

Her dark blue dress is stained with muddy water.

Parker struggles to sit in the water, slipping a few times before standing up.

Harmony's face is ashen, as if it could wring out water.

Parker instinctively recoiled and hung his head, suddenly feeling a sense of guilt as if he had made a mistake.

"Are you injured?" The smell of fresh blood lingered in the air, catching Harmony's attention.

She furrowed her brows, her complexion worsening.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just a small cut from a rock." Parker tried to reassure her: "Don't worry about it."

Harmony paid no attention to the dirt and grime that had just been dug up from Parker's body. She carefully examined his hand, which had a gash running from the muscle group on one side to the muscle group on the other side, about six centimeters long, with fresh red blood continuously seeping out.

"No, you need to go to the hospital to get it stitched up." Harmony's face ti