"Oh."
The woman responded.
Dirk Carter saw her purse her lips.
As if she had something difficult to say.
He asked, "Sis, is there something you need?"
The woman clutched at the quilt, nodded, and said sheepishly, "I... I need to pee urgently."
"Oh, I'll go find a nurse for you right away."
Dirk immediately opened the door.
The entire hallway was empty, as the group of nurses had all gone off in search of the troublemaker.
Helplessly.
Dirk had to come back and ask, "Sis, are you in a hurry? They've all gone after that guy..."
The woman's expression was already showing discomfort.
It looked like she couldn't hold it much longer.
But with a wound on her belly, taking her to the toilet was obviously out of the question.
Dirk found a brand-new urinal under the bed and said, "Sister, there's only this urinal. How about I help you? Don't worry, I absolutely won't peek."
Though it was very embarrassing.
At the moment, there was no other choice.
