I looked at Alex, stunned, she said that. Could she read minds? There was no way she could. Alex took in my shocked expression.
“Don’t worry, I can not read minds.” She smiles sweetly. She turned away, grabbing something I couldn't quite see from one of the drawers. She turns back around with what looks like a folded up medical gown. I look down at it. “I will need you to put this on. You can keep your bra and underwear on. This will just make it easier for me to assess the damage and treat your wounds.” Alex explains.
“I think I can do it.” I sheepishly reply.
“Okay while you do that, I’m going to turn around and prep some IV fluids for you. Luka would kill me if I left and you fell off the table while you were under my care.” Alex snickered at that and turned around. Something abou
