As usual, you came to the hospital where you had been working for some time and went to see the patient to whom you were assigned. You worked in a private hospital where you were given one patient to monitor his condition all day and help him with his rehabilitation.

As far as you knew, Mark Dekker was a businessman with great wealth and profit. This explained how he could pay for such an expensive hospital. Mark was a 36 year old man, who usually maintained grumpy or neutral attitude.

As soon as you entered the room, you heard Mark’s tired sigh and saw his dissatisfied face. He knew it was time to change the bandages on his wounds, which he simply couldn't stand.

"Morning, Doc." Mark muttered, rubbing his temples and looking at you with an appraising gaze.