The man didn't say anything, he chose to leave while Skye was at this time. Her eyes suddenly darkened, and soon she fell unconscious. The man's footsteps stopped when his sense of hearing heard a sound of falling. He turned to the source of the sound, it turned out that the woman he had just helped had fallen unconscious.
He immediately approached the woman and lifted her body so lightly. The man looked at the woman in his arms, he felt like he hadn't lifted anyone at all. Even the weight training at the gym that he usually did was still heavy compared to lifting the body of the woman in his arms.
Skye opened her eyes, she squinted her eyes because the light entering her corneas was so dazzling. Slowly she opened her eyes again, the face of a man who gradually appeared in front of her clearly. The handkerchief man, the face of the man currently in front of her. Skye immediately sat up, and she almost fell off the bed because her head hurt from being forced up so suddenly.
"Tsk! What are you doing?" the man asked as he held Skye by both arms.
"Sorry," Skye answered because she felt that her recent action had made the handkerchief man angry at her.
"Stop apologizing!" annoyed the broom man as he released his grip on Skye's arms.
"Why am I here? I shouldn't be here," said Skye, who realized she was in the hospital.
"Are you stupid? You need treatment, your leg is swollen, and you have malnutrition. Are you so stupid that you don't realize the state of your own body?" asked the handkerchief man angrily.
"I'm sorry," Skye said, lowering her head even more.
The handkerchief man only chuckled again at Skye's apology. "Don't use your legs for a while. You have to rest if you don't want to lose your leg," the handkerchief man said frighteningly.
The doctor only advised Skye to rest for a while, if she continued to force her leg to move, it would swell even more, and it would take a long time to recover. This must be because of the incident when Skye was accidentally hit by his car. She didn't treat her leg right away, so it swelled up, and she had to rest completely.
The man helped Skye to lie down. "I have to work," Skye said.
"And you want to hurt your leg even more?" the man asked angrily.
"Sorry, sir," said Skye.
"Stop apologizing!" annoyed the man.
Skye didn't speak again, she looked at her bag on the nightstand. She picked up her bag and then took out her wallet, which was already looking worn. She took out several bills from her wallet that were rolled together. "This is the money you bought cigarettes with. You left too much money when you bought cigarettes," Skye said as she held out the money.
"Keep it for yourself, as compensation for injuring your leg," the man said.
"You helped me, if it wasn't for you, I would have been caught by the big men," said Skye.
"I just happened to be passing by," the man replied.
"Still, I thank you for what you did for me," said Skye.
Skye was about to get out of bed, but the man held her down. "Where are you going?" the man asked.
"I'm fine, so I'd better go home," Skye replied.
"Are you crazy? Your condition hasn't improved!" the man fumed.
"Thank you, sir, for your concern, but I'm really fine," Skye replied.
"Finish the infusion first, then if you want to go home, go home," said the man who no longer sounded as angry as before.
Skye looked down at his infused hand, then up at the bottle to see how much liquid was left. She exhaled heavily, then looked at the handkerchief man.
"We've met many times, may I know your name?" asked Skye.
"Sean," replied the handkerchief man.
"Thank you, Mr. Sean, for always coming to save me. Can I have your number? So that I can pay for the hospital fees you have incurred," asked Skye, once again smiling, making Sean sick of seeing that smile. Could the woman in front of him still smile in her current condition?
This woman in front of him, besides her injured leg, also suffered from malnutrition until Sean wondered, are there still people who suffer from malnutrition in the city where he lives?
"Never mind, you just rest," said Sean, who did not answer Skye's question.
Skye could only smile back, who would believe this stranger? There was no way a cool-looking guy like Sean would give his cell phone number to a woman like her. They must not want to deal with her, especially since Sean had helped her from being chased by loan sharks. Sean must be even more reluctant to give his cell phone number because he didn't want to get into trouble.
Skye had closed her eyes, Sean looked at Skye's tired face that was closed. He looked at each part of Skye's body. Skye's age is still 21 years old, but why is her body like a 15-year-old child? Because he thinks Skye's body is so small. He was surprised when he found out that Skye was 21 years old, because what he saw was that Skye's posture was more suitable for a young child.
He looked at Skye's blue wrists, going down again, he saw that the thin legs were bandaged due to the injury. Sean looked back at Skye's tired face. Even the look on her face when she slept looked so tired. "Why did I help her?" asked Sean as he looked at Skye.
"Her tired face made me want to help her. Besides, she was also injured because of my driver," Sean said, answering the question. Trying to convince his heart that suddenly felt strange about his current actions. He had never cared this much about other people. But suddenly, he felt uncomfortable seeing Skye being chased by people. Especially when he helped Skye, her trembling body made Sean feel like protecting Skye.