"Good morning, Bryan. How are you today?" Eva sat on the other side of the bed in a coquettish manner. Seeing that, Bryan's eyebrows furrowed.

"Good." A second later, Bryan continued wiping his patient's neck.

Eva knew that was a cold response. However, her smile widened. Her gaze turned to Mrs. Connor.

"Good morning, Mom. How are you this morning?"

The pale woman nodded with a faint smile. "Fine. I’m ready for physiotherapy. Do you want to accompany me?"

"Of course I want to. ...