Athena grunted in pain as Aiden helped her lay on the bed.
Although she had lamented that the previous hospital where Ewan had admitted her was okay, despite its locality, Aiden had insisted on moving her to one of the Whitman's hospitals—but not the headquarters.
She knew though that the plans had been made together with Gianna, and probably Zane.
"I told you I didn't want this transfer, now look at how I was handled on the stretcher…" She murmured, arranging the bed sheets over her, in such a way it covered from her breasts down.
She was wearing a flimsy hospital wear, with no underwear.
Aiden laughed, helping her to spread the tail of the bed sheets to the end of the bed. "Stop complaining. You are a doctor, and you know that's how it is done. You weren't hoping for a different treatment, were you? And besides, this ward is better. Don't you think so?"
