"I'm sorry, miss, are you hurt... Ah, Mr. Yu!"
At that moment, an auntie dressed in a cleaner's uniform hastily bowed and apologized.
As the auntie looked up and caught sight of Yu Chiyin, she was immediately frightened out of her wits, and her whole body trembled violently.
Yu Chiyin's gaze swept across the water on the ground and the cleaning tools not far away.
A moment later, he glanced at the woman.
Seeing that she seemed to have twisted her ankle, he did not help her up, but told the auntie,
"Help that lady and see if her foot is injured, and if it is, ask the front desk to take her to the hospital. The medical expenses will be covered by the company."
The cleaning auntie, sensing that he did not blame her, relaxed her expression and quickly bowed her head in thanks.
"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Mr. Yu, for your understanding."
After speaking, the cleaning auntie walked towards the woman, politely reaching out to help her, but the woman subtly dodged her hand.
