Oceana came in along with other mers to check on me. “Can you move your hands?” she asked, grabbing my arm. “Try lifting your arm,” she instructed.
I groaned when I tried applying force on it. “I can’t,” I told her, taking a deep breath. “Even taking a deep breath hurts. My other leg hurts, too.”
She nodded before looking at me with sad eyes. “It seems like you have multiple broken bones,” she mumbled. “But we will try our best to help you get better,” she added. “You won’t be able to move for a while. It may take at least a week and two weeks to more than a month at maximum, so I will ask for your patience,” she explained.
“But, can I move my muscles normally again, right?” I asked since that’s the most important thing I should know, especially when I still have a role to play.
“Yes.
