You walked into the hospital with help from some nurses, holding your bleeding side. As you walked into Rios room, you saw her sitting at her desk, writing up some prescriptions for her past patient.

“Ah! There’s my favourite-“ She began with a smile, then her eyes widened as she saw your state.

“Dios mío, what happened to you?” She helped you sit down on the bed in the corner of the room as she took a look at the wound.