"Uncle!" I ran up to Mr. Darwin with small steps. It felt good to see that he had already arrived. The man, nearly fifty years old, still looked dashing despite his age.
"Are you okay? Is anyone hurt?" Mr. Darwin scanned me with a worried look. I shook my head, dismissing his concern with a faint smile.
We are now in front of Deni's room. It's the VVIP room. I had him placed in the best room. His surgery was successful, and the critical period has passed. Unfortunately, Deni has not regained consciousness. Thankfully, his family has also arrived, so I can go home. I fulfilled my responsibility for what had happened to him. His wife and mother were there. I met them to apologize for what happened to Deni. They accepted it sincerely and did not blame me, understanding that it was a consequ
