"Thank you for helping me." Xu Huo gathered the papers scattered on the bed into his luggage compartment and said to A Hai, "My leg isn't convenient. Could you help me to the bathroom?"
"Wait a moment." A Hai quickly put down what he was holding and went outside to bring in a wheelchair. "I thought you might need it when you woke up, so I got it ready for you."
A Hai struggled to move him onto the wheelchair, pushed him to the bathroom, and thoughtfully supported him against the wall before leaving.
Though Xu Huo didn't need such care, he accepted A Hai's kindness. When he came out, A Hai had already placed food on the table. "You've been eating only soups these days; you must be starving. I reckon you players recover quickly, so eating something good shouldn't be a problem."
