Fixing your arm more properly

You and Yasmin enter the medical bay, it's a sterile white room with while examination beds lining the walls. Stored along the walls are wall to wall medical supplies, and lurking along the left wall is a glass room, the surgical room.

"Lay down here" you see Yasmin point towards a bed.

You sit down without a word watching as she grabs necessary supplies out of the cabinets lining the walls. She grabs a rolling table and puts the medical-supplies upon it.

She then comes over to you and pushes you down on the bed until you are laying down.

"I'm going to put you under for this" Yasmin says.

"Do you know how to do this?" you ask.

"Of course," she says unconvincingly "Love you."

She readies an injector with the stuff that is going to put you under.

"See you soon," she says before kissing you, you feel her tender kiss, upon your lips, you are enjoying it until you feel a prick on your right arm.

"Count backward from ten to one," she asks.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seeven, zix, fiif.... to....." you say as an overwhelming sense of sleepiness takes over you slipping your conciseness away...

...You begin to wake up, your arm feels so much better, you try to look around, but you are still paralyzed, your head is propped up on a pillow.

"Don't try to get up" you see Yasmin come into view it and press lightly down onto your chest, emphasizing her point.

"The **** should wear off shortly" you hear her say "everything was a success, you are now in a cast, I even finished early enough to take a short nap myself" you see her smile at you, she has a glimmer of mischief in her smile.

You then feel her hand move slowly, downwards, "Now for saving me again."