Samara and Gisselle left the hospital. In less than ten minutes, the two of them returned to the car.
Gisselle entered the car, but Samara did not.
Gisselle was stunned. "You are not really going to buy him food, are you?"
"You can go back first."
Samara said and asked the driver to start the car.
"Hey, Samara, why do you care about him?"
Samara did not reply. She turned and walked to the 24-hour convenience store across the road.
Samara was not being benevolent. She just remembered that when she had a cold not too long ago, it was Roland who took her to the hospital.
Now it was her turn to give him a hand.
Moreover, Roland was beaten heavily. When he said "I can bear it" with a smile just now, she could see the loneliness in his eyes.
Samara felt sorry for him.
She was not a good person, but she would occasionally buy something to feed a stray dog on the road.