(Author's POV)
Soon, Dr. Andrew entered Myra's room with his medical kit. He sat beside her on a chair and checked on her injured foot meticulously, "How do you feel right now?"
"Not very good" her voice came out as hoarse as she tried to suppress the pain she was feeling.
"How about now?" he massaged some point and asked again without looking at her.
A shrill escaped Myra's mouth; the pain was unbearable for her.
"Careful" three different voices echoed throughout her room. Nora had a worried look when she said it. But both her brothers' faces had a complex emotion on their faces, worried as well as lingering anger, that kind of a look.
The three siblings mind linked Andrew.
Elio said sternly, "Be careful, she is just a human."
Dion gritted his teeth and roared, "Andrew, watch what you are doing. Can't you be a bit gentle?"
