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"Mr. Chen? Are you with me?" The doctor titled his head and gazed at Yang with full confusion. He knew that his patient came from a 5 year coma, but asking him if he was an author was a different kind of story.

"Mr. Chen?" He called out again, "Are you really sure you want to do the daily examination today?" He looked at his folder and was about to close it when the patient grabbed his arms. "Let's continue, doctor! Sorry I suddenly got occupied!" 

The doctor paused and cleared his throat, then he opened his folder slowly. "Okay, we will continue, but make sure to tell me if you are finding it hard to answer any of my questions, okay?"

Yang nodded his head, "Okay," he mumbled. 

The questions for the day are easier than the last few weeks. Yang didn't know, maybe it's because his brain is now functioning better than the last days. The doctor waved his goodbye and told Yang to get ready because he is going to meet his new therapist today. 

Three nurses came inside the room with a wheelchair. They assisted Yang and changed his hospital gown. They brought him and asked him to wait for a minute at the Hospital garden.

Since it was still noon and the sun was already hiding behind the clouds, Yang lifted his head and let his eyes roamed above. The colorful petals of the flowers blooming under his feet gave him warmth and comfort. He swayed his hands down on the edge of his wheelchair to pick up a new blooming flower.

He put it on his palm and stared at the wide horizon. The air flutters away the leaves from the tree above him, that's also when the flower on his palm flew away. He spun his head and reached out his hand to catch it back, but it fled away too fast. 

When he was about to withdraw his arms, someone grabbed his wrist. It stunned Yang which made him look up. 

The noon sun hid under the thin clouds, shadowing the figure in front of him. As he raised his head, he saw this handsome face. Blonde wavy hair, long lashes and deep blue eyes. A small nose and well proportioned jawline. "You must be, Mr. Chen?" His voice is silvery and ethereal.

Yang was paralyzed for a second, still staring at the new face in front of his eyes.

"Mr. Chen?" 

"Mr. Chen? Are you alright?"

"Mr. Chen Yang?" 

In the third question, Yang jolted. He immediately averted his gaze and replied. "Y-Y-Yes! That's me," Hiding the redness on his cheeks, the male grabbed his hand and kissed his dorsal palm. "It's my pleasure to be your therapist," 

That sudden and small gesture made another sting toward Yang's system. His brain almost lost functioned like an overheated robot. His heart started to ponder like crazy. Isn't it because this is his first time  feeling another physical touch? Was his heart always like this when the doctor and nurses were checking him?

The man, his new therapist, slowly twisted his wheelchair and kneeled in front of him. Scared to show his face, Yang used his two palms to cover his red cheeks. 

"Mr. Chen, I still haven't introduced myself" The man lowered his gaze and removed Yang's hospital slipper. "I am Yuen, but my nickname is Kai," he said. He put down the slipper on the grassland and asked. "Can I ask your permission now to do my thing?" 

"Yes please! Just do it! Just do it!" Yang blurted out of frustrations. He can feel himself sinking just by Kai staring at him so long. 

Kai asked, "Are you sure, Mr. Chen? This might be a little pain---"

"Just do it and get over it! Hurry!"

Since it was his patient who ordered him to do the first massage, Kai started. He first lifted Yang's foot and placed it on his lap. He gave it a light massage from the toenails down to the heels. Every touch from him made the male on the wheelchair flinch. 'He must be very shy,' Kai uttered to himself upon seeing his new patient holding back by biting his lower lip.

Since Yang wanted to be strong in front of Kai, the therapist didn't bother to give it another shot. This time, he placed his other hand around Yang's ankle then he lifted up his foot and pressed it forward, it made a small sound.

"Ah!"

Yang released a small yelp, grasping his hospital gown on his lap. He closed his eyes very tight to endure the sudden pain. 

"Does it hurt too much, Mr Chen?" Kai asked, rubbing his ankle. "Don't worry the pain will eventually disappear so please calm down for a couple of minutes,"

Yang stayed still and followed what Kai instructed. As he rested his other foot on the stand, his therapist proceeded to massage his left leg. The procedure and the ways are the same. At first, he felt like his feet would be torn out of his thighs, but like Kai said, the pain started to disappear.

"Do you want to stand now, Mr. Chen?"

Yang looked down on the man who's still crouching down in front of him, "Can I already walk?" his eyes elated. That's the only thing he wanted to do though, being able to walk on his own without needing any extra help.

Kai gave him a chuckle, "Mr. Chen, I couldn't guarantee that you can walk by now," he stood up and leaned on the wheelchair's handle, "Let's take things slowly, okay?" Then he smiled.

"I will...try!" Yang exclaimed unconsciously. "I want to try walking!" Since he felt safe because the area was full of soft grass, there's no spot for him to hit a hard rock. 

Kai parted away from him and stood inches from his wheelchair. "Then try to come to be, Mr. Chen" he spread both arms in the air, "If you'll fall, I'll catch you"

Although it was just a doctor and patient lines, Yang again felt the sting inside his chest. He ignored it since he wanted to walk faster before the moon touched down the horizon. 

'I can do it! I can do it!' Yang cheered himself like he was a determined kid. He lifted his butt and then put his hands on the handle. He took a deep breath and let his feet touch the grass. Since the half force from his body was still leaning on the wheelchair, he felt heavy. 

"Come here, Mr. Chen, take a few steps forward," Meanwhile, Kai is like a proud teacher waiting for his student to learn his new techniques

Yang looked down, he took a deep breath then made a small step. He repeated it again until he was now ready to let go of his wheelchair, but when he was about to make another move,his legs trembled.

Yang felt his surroundings twirling around and in an instant, he lost balance. He thought that he was going to crash with his wheelchair but it was not. Kai quickly dashed towards him and caught him right in time. 

"Are you okay, Mr. Chen?" 

Yang felt the male's heavy breaths, only he realized that he was leaning on the man's chest. 

In his embarrassment, Yang yanked away but quickly pulled again by Kai, "Mr. Chen, calm down, I will not hurt you, you will fall!" he exclaimed as he saw the panic in the other male's eyes. 

Yang managed to calm down so Kai let him sit down again, and the male put back his slippers. 

The air once again fluttered and that it almost delivered chills to Yang's spine, he hugged himself and rubbed his two arms. His hospital gown is too thin to cover himself from the cold. 

"Are you cold, Mr. Chen?"

Kai didn't wait for an answer, he took off his first coat and wrapped it around Yang's thin shoulders. "Do you want to head inside?" he asked, standing behind his patient. In surprise, Yang pulled his hem, "I want it here," he uttered. 

Kai looked at him and then gave him a smile, he looked at his wrist watch and replied. "15 minutes, Mr. Chen,"

After watching the noon sky turned to dandelion and touched the horizon. They headed inside the hospital. 

The doctors and the nurses greeted Kai while they were passing by the busy hallways going back to his room. 

When Yang was finally back on his bed, laying there comfortably, Kai waved his goodbye and told him that they will see each other again tomorrow. He also reminded Yang to be careful and sleep early so that he can learn to walk faster.

This time, his mother also came in to check Yang. She just got off from work and again brought some fruits on her way.

Shi Ying and Kai bumped into each other as both of them opened the door. Shi Ying smiled at him and showed some respect. While Yang was wandering from his bed.