It had not been a good time for Fang. Having spent a considerable amount of time in the hospital, going through treatments to better recover, as well as having to getting used to moving around again was not fun; especially when there were a couple of days when she had to use crutches until she could walk and guarantee her back was straight.
Never mind the fact that she was worried for Hiro when he went to face off against Jack. The way that Jack was trying to get under Hiro's skin during that match made Fang uncomfortable, especially at the end when the same prick tried to directly communicate to her and tell her how shitty of a person Hiro was. Fang refused to believe that Hiro was like that at all. She knew Hiro deep down and knew he was better. The question now was she a good person?
She was finally dressed with some casual clothes that Hiro brought to her.
She stepped out of the change room and the doctor spoke to her.
"
You have shown considerable recovery, Ms. Lewis." the doctor commented, trying to give some form of positivity for Fang, "
As we have discussed, you will need to perform some necessary exercises to get your body back into rhythm, especially if you will be wrestling again."
"
Thanks..." Fang said weakly, as she saw Hiro. She felt down put was able to bring up a bit of a smile as she went to hug him.