Mirelle frowned. "I am sorry, but I will have to torture you a bit now." She put the blanket away under which he was still naked. Then she put on her gloves. "When I counted to three, I will remove the plaster-stripes.", she warned him, then she started. "One...!", and with a quick move, she tore them away. She then waited until he breathed normally again and checked the scar. "Looks good, Mr. Myers. I think the surgery was a success and was done just in time." Carefully she wiped the area around the scar with the disinfection fluid, then attached a new dressing. "Now comes the difficult part." she announced," I will take you by the hollow of your right knee and your right hand to roll you to the left, so I can take your temperature." She then slowly started to move him.