"I'll take you to the hospital!" Emily Simpson hurriedly took out her cellphone, wanting to make a phone call for a car to take them to the hospital.
"No need, it's just some scrapes. I'll be fine after sitting for a while," the woman grasped the hand that was holding the cellphone.
"In that case, come sit at my place for a while. I'll apply some medicine for you." Emily looked around; their home was just ten meters ahead.
"Alright, I have no other choice then," the other readily agreed.
Emily nodded, then helped her back home.
The woman was quite slim and a bit shorter than her, making it not too difficult to assist her.
A few minutes later, Emily had helped her back home and had her sit down on the sofa, before she quickly found the medicine box, squatted in front of the sofa, and looked towards the other.
"Let's see where you're hurt and get that taken care of."
With the home lighting on, Emily finally saw the other's appearance clearly.
