You kneel down next to him, looking at his injuries with concern. "Hey... can you hear me?

You see that he is in bad shape, with a lot of bruises and blood on his face and body. He looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "What are you doing here?" He asks weakly.

You were so shocked that you didn't know what to do, you stood there for a moment, looking at him in disbelief. He was in bad shape, covered in blood and dirt, struggling to breathe.