“Estelle,” Cristofer interjected with a feeble voice. “I might not be able to ride the motorcycle today. Let’s take a taxi home.”

Concerned for his well-being, Estelle suggested, “Let’s head to the hospital first to have your arm checked and re-bandaged.”

The two of them hailed a taxi and made their way to the hospital. Upon their arrival, Cristofer was quickly examined by a doctor. The doctor’s expression turned grim, and he urgently instructed a nurse, “Alert the emergency ...