Samantha's heart skipped a beat.
She had gotten used to getting injured and felt saving a child was worth the injury. Timothy, however, did not like to see her injured.
The doctor applied medicine on Samantha, put on a brace, wrapped her with some gauze, then said, "Don't let the wound come into contact with water. Try to stay in bed and don't move around. Come next week to remove the brace and we'll do another x-ray then."
"Okay, understood."
After the doctors and nurses went out, the consultation room became quiet and there was pin-drop silence.
Samantha raised her eyelids slowly and glanced at the sullen-faced man who had been standing silently at one corner. She thought to herself for a moment and her entire face scrunched up to reveal a pained expression.
Timothy looked askance at her and remained unmoved.
Samantha looked at him eagerly and said in a trembling voice, "It hurts, Timothy."
