He simply saw.
Winny Johnsons, inexplicably, undid the white medical bandage wrapped around her eyes in frustration and threw it to the ground.
She seemed to go mad, thrashing and rolling in the sand.
The fine yellow sand took the opportunity to burrow into her swollen eyes.
The stinging pain made her scream out loud.
Byron Mason, standing nearby, hurried over with an ugly look on his face and bellowed, "Miss Johnsons, what did I tell you? You can't take off the bandage! Not only did you not listen, but you also rolled in the sand! Got sand in your eyes now, didn't you?"
Only then did Winny Johnsons stop and pleaded, "Big Brother Byron, I was wrong. Please help me pick up the bandage and cover them again."
"The bandage you threw onto the sand can definitely not be used again."
Byron Mason walked to his toolkit, shaking his head, "Fortunately, it's getting dark now, and the sunlight is not strong. Otherwise, even with your new eyes, you would have been killed by the sunlight."
