"Yes." Sophie Sullivan averted her gaze and followed him.
As they entered the medical room, it was filled with people in white lab coats and nurses. Seeing the woman in a white lab coat, Sophie subconsciously retreated, a psychological fear gripping her. The shadow of the sedative seemed to follow her everywhere.
Sophie was held by two nurses, one on each side, and a doctor approached her, "I will perform the examination for you now."
An examination? What kind of examination?
Before Sophie could ask, the doctor firmly held her head in place. As the series of examinations progressed, Sophie came to understand that Thomas Shannon wanted to help cure her vocal cords.
When she had first woken up, her voice was hoarse, and every word she spoke caused a dull ache in her throat. As time passed, her throat gradually improved, but the improvement was only minimal. Speaking now was not as painful and strained as it had been when she first awoke.
