The young Asian woman noticed him collapse and immediately stopped what she was doing. She had built a sand wall about four feet tall around the hole so it would be strong enough to stand the waves of the incoming tide. She took her makeshift machete and grabbed one of the coconuts she had already husked. Kneeling down in the shade in front of him, she put the coconut on the ground in front of her and held it with one hand the other grasping the rugged machete made from salvaged metal in the air. " Đồ ngốc! Tôi đã nói với bạn để uống từ dừa! Nhưng không có bạn chỉ cần bắt đầu lấy túi ngay! Bạn cần nước ngay bây giờ! " She said rapidly her tone emitted a sound of frustration, worry, and I told you so. With one swing she cut about a three fourths of the way through the shell. She pushes the blade away from the coconut breaking off the top of the shell. " Bây giờ uống! " she said holding up the coconut to him. She looked into his eyes with a look of concern. It is very possible that he could be injured internally. Which would result in a slow painful death.