Having been rushed to the theater, the doctor came and briefed Nate's guardian who was Stella that the patient would survive because the surgery had been successful.
Raising her hands to the ceiling, she thanked the heavens for the good news. However her smile quickly fell when the same surgeon explained that because a bullet had destroyed some of the nerves in his spine, Nate was going to have difficulty in mobility.
"W...what the hell is that supposed to mean doctor, use a simpler language will you?" Her eyes were wide open and filled with fear, for the years she had lived on earth, it was always bad news when a doctor said however.
The man told her that they shouldn't be surprised if the patient cannot move his legs. "We shall know for sure when he wakes up as for now, lets keep praying for him." He took off his surgeon cap and left the woman's eyes gaping at his back.
