[2 days after the incident.]
"How are you?" Wolf leisurely marched inside the ward, throwing the question to Tiger even before he sat in the chair beside the bed. "Moose begged me to come and check on you, saying he was traumatized each time he did his rounds in this ward."
Tiger chuckled, casting the other bed next to him with a look. Ivy bit her lips as her cheeks turned red, making Wolf shake his head.
"Goodness." Wolf clicked his tongue continuously. "You won't even going to deny it, huh?"
"I'm all good." Tiger snapped his eyes back to Wolf. "To be fair, I'm recovering faster than I thought I would."
"Maybe you just think that because you're being fed." Wolf glanced at Ivy, and then back to giving Tiger a knowing look. "By her."
Tiger smiled. "Maybe?"
"Tsk tsk tsk." Wolf sighed. "Well, anyway, if you're doing better, then that's great."
"Why?"
