Fred was trying so hard not to cry.
That's crazy!' Gabe thought Inwardly with anger written all over his face. 'How could he be poisoned?!
"Alright, Doctor," Gabe said after a brief pause, his voice steady but strained beneath the surface. "Can you assist him to the bathroom so he can take a bath? I wish I could help myself, but…"
He gestured bitterly toward his legs, his fingers curling slightly as if the movement alone cost him effort.
"I'm in this condition," he added quietly. "Crippled."
The doctor raised an eyebrow, his expression flickering with mild surprise before settling into professional neutrality.
"What about the men outside?" he asked calmly. "Can't they help? I didn't bring a nurse with me since I was told it was only a case of high temperature."
