Sabrina cast a look at the woman, though her vision only allowed her to perceive a vague outline.

A silhouette hovered in the doorway.

She tilted her head to the vague dark shape, squinting at it for what felt like an eternity. Eventually, she discerned it was a person clothed in black.

Could he belong to the family of one of the other two patients?

Perhaps he was the elderly woman's son.

Why wasn't he stepping in?

Sabrina felt puzzled.

The black figure stepped inside.

He walked past the old woman's bed.

Now it clicked for Sabrina that he was related to the middle-aged woman, Likely her husband.

But then the black figure paused at her own bed, settling down on it.

Sabrina jolted slightly, squinting instinctively, but her vision remained foggy. She tried to make out the figure before her, hesitating, she asked, "Could you be... Tyrone?"

"Yes, it's me, Sabrina. What's wrong with your sight?" Tyrone queried anxiously, his gaze falling on her bandaged forehead, his large hand resting on her cheek.

She had stared at him in silence for a while, which perplexed him.

Recognizing the familiar voice, Sabrina confirmed it was indeed Tyrone.

"There's pressure on my visual nerve due to internal bleeding. My vision's compromised."

Tyrone fluttered his hand before Sabrina, inquiring, "Can you see my hand?"

Sabrina nodded dejectedly. “I'm not blind. I just have trouble seeing clearly.

"What Led to the accident?"

"Today was the commemoration of my grandfather's passing. I was on my way back from the cemetery when someone rear-ended my car on the highway." After her brief explanation, Sabrina posed her own question.

“What brings you here?"

"I was at home when Karen informed me about your accident, so I rushed over."

He knew she'd gone to the cemetery in the afternoon but when she hadn't returned by evening, he intended to call her, only to find her phone at his place. On learning about her accident, he didn't waste a moment before driving over.

“I arrived to find Karen gathering your things. She'Ll be here soon.

Wait here, I'll arrange a private room for you."