Seeing the figures on the sheets of paper, I nearly fell out of my bed. I probably seemed a tad dramatic from my reaction to the medical bill— but it cannot be more of an over reaction than the both of them had combined.
"Doctor! We need a doctor! He looks like he's about to faint!" Orion exclaims, slamming his palms against the glass in panic like a wild animal in a cage while Cain looked like he was about to snap from how prominent the blood vessel bulged upon his forehead.
"You were going to discharge him?! He looks pale and faint! What if he suddenly kicks the bucket when we leave when you could have helped had he stayed put!?" Cain growls, his voice loud enough that my head pivoted towards his direction.
Hey, what are you doing killing me off without my consent?!
"You've got to extend his stay!" Cain continued, making me slip out of my bed from shock in an attempt to correct him.
