“No, no, I am done with that shit.” Ben shook his head, his hand shoving off the blanket he was covered with, revealing his well-bilt torso. If Clara hasn’t been taking care of him for the past couple of days she would have shied away but she has seen him like that everyday. “I want to go out and… ouch!” He winced as his wound hurt from a wrong movement. Clara was by his side in a flash.
“Still want to go out?” She guided him back to the bed. “You are still healing Ben and not from one but two wonds. It will take time.”
“And who are you, the doctor?” Ben scoffed as she rushed to re-prepare his pills.
“No, Just a sane person who follows his rules.” Clara sent him a mocking look. She has been hearing it non-stop from him. “Here, take these.” Standing in front of him, she shoved the pills
