PoV Gustavo
When I woke up, the nurses were applying the bandages once more; thankfully, all the other people watching us were gone thankfully.
"Ah, stop touching it! I said, stop touching my feet, you piece of shit!" I cursed at the nurses who were handling my legs because they were mishandling them; they were rough and didn't seem to care much about treating my wounds, so I kicked the one that was wrapping my right foot with bandages too tight.
I quickly repented for that, as I had to curl up into a fetal position because of the pain. Then my screams were interrupted, and I felt as if all the air in my chest was being pushed out of my body.
When I turned around to check the source of the sharp pain in my back, I saw a large knife sticking out of my back. All the nurses at once began pulling each limb apart, forcing me to lay on my back.
