In an old-looking room, that smelled like a bunch of medicines mixed together, lied Master He, unconcious or what the healer called a coma. Besides Master He's bed was Inn sitting there, sobbing quietly and a watermelon named Nie.
Inn covered her face with her hands. Nie couldn't see Inn's face, if it was already filled with million tears.
Nie knew it was not the time to make jokes but it was his only way of making himself happy.
He had a come a long way, just to get this joke technique done.
"Miss Inn,"-the healer stared at the melon-"and watermelon guy."
Nie didn't know what to say.
The healer looked like a princess than a healer. She had a simple white gown. The gown was plain white-no sparkles, no designs.
Nie was stunned. Is this even a uniform for healers?
"Master He was deeply hit in the heart, the force was so strong it affected his brain as well, that made him temporarily unconcious,"
Inn shot up. "I have questions,"
"You may Miss Inn," Healer bowed. Nie thought she acted as a princess that moment.
"If it was a damage inside, wouldn't it release not that much blood?"-Inn shivered at the word-"When i saw him, he was filled with blood,"
"Master He, also had a scar somewhere near his heart. That is the reason why he bleeded a lot. But we can't find out what that thing is that scarred him,"
Inn nodded. "When is he going to wake up?"
The white gowned woman sighed. "There are different opinions on this, Miss Inn. Some healers have said he is going to wake up once, the scar had been found and healed,"
"Some said he is going to wake up after a year or two,"
"Most said it's permanent unconciousness," She bit her lip as she glanced at Inn, who flinched.
"How bout' you?" The watermelon jumped.
"What?" The healer backed up.
"You can talk? I thought you were some weird thing, Miss Inn had bought,"
"Do you want me to morph, now?" The watermelon asked Inn. And she only shook her head.
"I'm a morpher, my name is Nie?"
"I hate morphers-anyway, what did you say about me?"
"What is your opinion on Master He's coma?"
Inn glanced at the watermelon before she seemed anticipated for the healer's answer.
"I- I thought that it's a permanent unconciousness-don't get me wrong, Miss Inn, but the scar is a mystery to us, professional healers. if we make a research, it will take a long time before we actually make the research and that'll result in a permanent coma,"
They all turned to Inn.
"Then, why did you report to me that it's temporary coma?"
"I was ordered to do so,"
Inn turned away and looked at his father. She looked worried. Nie was worried for her.
The healer waved bye and left the room like a queen.
"Should we fresh off a bit?" Nie asked. Inn looked at the watermelon.
"I guess so," She glanced at her father, lying in deep sleep for who knows until.
"I'm glad you're a person who seems fine after all of what happened. You easily move on," Nie didn't sound comforting. He wasn't trying to be either.
"Earlier, i've already accepted that this happened. But then, the healer interrupted," Inn said. She sounded insulting but Nie understood what she was trying to say.
"Since i've accepted what happened to my father, i need to know who did it,"
