Chapter Forty

ELSA's POV

I woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. The physician came in with a tray of medical supplies. I sat up on my bed, my eyes still swollen and my body still aching. I watched as the physician placed the tray on the table beside my bed and pulled up a chair to sit beside me.

He began to examine my wounds, starting with the one on my forehead. He gently touched it, causing me to wince in pain. He apologized and then proceeded to clean it with some antiseptic. The smell of it was overwhelming, making me feel dizzy. He then wrapped a bandage around my head, making sure it was snug but not too tight.

He then moved to my arm, which was bruised and swollen. He asked me to hold out my arm, which I did with some difficulty. He examined it, and I winced again when he touched a particularly tender spot. He muttered something under his breath and then began to apply some ointment to the bruise. The ointment was cool and soothing, and I felt some relief from the pain.

He then mo