"Yeah, I asked him to contact his family to stay with him, but he said he has no relatives. Oh! He's disabled, sick, and has no family."
"I heard that his father died when he was very young, and then his mother abandoned him and remarried. He grew up with his blind grandmother."
"What's wrong with his hand?"
"It seems that when he was working part-time some years ago, his hand got caught in a machine during the night shift and he almost had to have it amputated."
"It's so pathetic."
"He is now taking care of the construction materials at the construction site to earn a meager salary, and it is estimated that he cannot afford the hospital bills..."
I sneered and thought Jack was really capable.
In less than half a day, everyone knew about his pathetic life experience.
Just as I was about to step forward, the head nurse came over, waved her hand, and scolded the girls.
"If you have the time to sympathize with others, you'd better do your job well first.
"Besides, you can never tell one's personality through his appearance! Sometimes kindness can hurt yourself!"
I didn't know if it was my illusion, but when I said this, the head nurse looked at me meaningfully.