The two stood on the street, and Dawn Sutherland looked at Daisy Grant's foot, frowning when he saw she wasn't using a wheelchair, "Your foot injury hasn't healed. Why didn't you come out with a wheelchair? Walking in shoes will make the wound on the sole of your foot hurt a lot."
Daisy Grant smiled faintly, "It's nothing serious. I specifically chose a pair of very lightweight, soft-soled flat shoes. The wound on the sole of my foot hurts a bit while walking, but it's better than coming out in a wheelchair. Besides, I came directly from home by car, so I don't have to walk much. It's not very painful."
Dawn Sutherland pressed his lips together and nodded, "Are you in a hurry to go back? Otherwise, shall we sit and chat?"
Daisy Grant was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile, waved to her driver waiting on the roadside to take the car back home by himself, and sat down with Dawn on a bench by the street.
