She had seemed to catch the trust of the girl by simply stating the facts of her life. Mei was glad to know that the students trusted her as much as she trusted herself. She was glad to know that they listened to her and didn't want anything but to feel secured around her. Mei would do anything for them and they simply seemed to pick up on that. She would sing a simple, soft, sweet song as the girl layed on the bed and closed her eyes. She would help her mind relax and heal to a state of rest. She would naturally put the girl to sleep.
Mei could remember the teachings of her own master at that point. She remembered the rules they had set in place the moment she was assigned to be the assistant to the nurse. "Alright, Mei. Recite to me the rules one more time. If you do so, you can continue your training," the hard, stern voice would say. She was an older woman, but not an old lady. Although she was older, she was quite beautiful, tan, and she had the prettiest, brown hair. She could remember looking into those brught, pink orbs as she recited those rules again. "Rule 1) The patient is our number one priority over anything else, even us. Rule 2) The patient's happiness falls in our hands. We must always do whatever it takes to keep them in our good graces. Rule 3) Even when the odds seem slim, you continue treatment until there's nothing left you can do," her voice had been loud, proud, and very youthful then. She had shone brilliantly and she had the passion of a raging firestorm. Everything she did reflected her passion, her belief, and the teachings of her master. She was so happy then.
As the treatment ended, the girl's knees were now returned to their rightful spot, however her legs were bandaged fairly tight. She didn't want anything moving for now. She would have to take a rest before continuing anymore treatment on anyone. She had used up what she had of her quirk and now she needed a rest. Odd colored eyes had closed as she rested her head on the desk. Papers were scattered across the surface, but she didn't care. Her arms layer under her cranium allowing for cushion as she seemed to be slowly falling asleep. She was tired.