Daniel carefully carried the girl towards Helen, his heart heavy with concern. "Please, Helen, can you help me administer first aid to this kid? She sprained her ankle," he implored, his voice tinged with sadness.
"Don't worry, it's my pleasure to help," Helen reassured them both, her tone warm and comforting. "Lie her down here," she directed Daniel, her movements gentle yet efficient.
"Thanks, mister and ma, but I need to get back to my family. They need me since they're hurt," the little girl spoke up, her voice wavering with emotion.
Daniel settled her onto the chair, his eyes softening with empathy. "Don't worry, we'll make sure you get the care you need and reunite you with your family," he promised, a tender smile playing on his lips as tears of relief welled in the girl's eyes.
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Helen approached Daniel with a sense of relief evident in her posture. "I am done treating her," she announced, a hint of exhaustion in her voice.
