The friendly faced doctor was very clearly taken aback by Shego's sudden rage, noticeably shaking before the still very injured Shego.
Shego argued with herself for not realising right away that the doctor's auburn hair was a dead giveaway that as gentle and trustworthy looking as she was, to Shego she was just another low tier enemy who deserved none of her sympathy.

The same way Kim's annoying younger brothers, her female friend Monique who Kim was very close with and even that very cool wheelchair bound boy who even Shego found strangely difficult to detest due to his handicaps deserved nothing but her scorn.
Her scorn and hatred. Them coming up to her in this weak state because they were concerned for her and to ask for her forgiveness, changed nothing.
She was a villain on the side of evil now. And it was beyond dishonourable for villains to accept any form of pity from a non villain, however kindly it was offered.

But the fit was only momentary and much to Shego's amazement, the red haired woman known as "Ann" did not leave the room.
Instead the worried expression in the surgeon's shining blue eyes only seemed to grow by the second as she sadly hung her head as if politely trying to show she understood what Shego was trying to imply.

"I'm sorry you feel that way Shego." Ann sadly stated, taking a few steps closer to Shego's bedside but still keeping her distance. "I just wanted to see if you were alright. I..."

"I'm fine. No thanks to you. Leave me alone." exclaimed Shego, cutting her enemy off mid sentence. She needed to show Kim's mother who she thought she recognised from not too long ago, that she would take nothing from the family of her sworn opponent.

"I know you're upset with me Shego, and I understand why. But please, I just want to talk to you. I want to help you."

Such a beautiful and radiant voice so calm. If "Ann" was really trying to sound convincing and kind to Shego, she was certainly doing a very good job of it.

"I don't need your help." Shego spat, getting more and more impatient by the second. She wished she wasn't so injured and her head and back weren't so sore so that she could see how Kim's mother reacted to a beam of super heated plasma planted at her feet.
That would hammer home the point that they weren't friends and never would be. Being too injured to move but a few muscles in her aching body was bad enough but having one of her worst enemies standing by her bedside taunting her with fake kindness, that would be unbearable.
Shego would rather have anything but that. "In fact, why don't you just let me out of this room so I can get out of here and get back to work. I'm a busy woman you know and Dr D's bound to need me for a lot of things you aren't letting me do right now."

"I'm sorry Shego. The doctors said you need to spend at least a week in this bed before you can leave. That fall messed you up pretty bad and it took several hours to put you back together. I'm really sorry." was the concerned yet calm reply.

A week. A whole week? Seven days of being trapped in this bed doing nothing?
At least the tubes from earlier had been disconnected. But that hardly helped matters when this meant seven days of being forced to be around Kim's goody two shoes parent who was probably masking years upon years of hatred and grudges beneath that polite facade she was now putting on.

"It's good to see you're getting better Shego. I need to go now but I'll come back and talk to you later. Rest and save your energy." Ann continued as the red haired woman left the room and very gently shut the door behind her.

Good riddance, thought Shego. She didn't need that crazed woman's pity. Did Kim's mom who Kim always spoke so highly off for some reason not realise how often her daughter and her fought each other in fierce hatred driven bouts. Or that Kim herself had once admitted that she hated Shego more than anyone else before pushing her off a several story building with the intent to finally kill the green skinned super-powered criminal who had been a pain in the redhead's miserable and unhappy existence for far too long back when they fought during the Eric incident.
And yet Kim's thick headed mother didn't harbour the slightest grudge against Shego even though she'd caused Kim enough pain to make her snap and straight up want to murder Shego...

This didn't seem right, there had to be some ulterior motive.

The hours crawled by like years as Shego continued to while away the time staring into an otherwise very still and uneventful room.
One by one the other patients were carried away into another room, the doctors carrying them away paying no attention to Shego as they rushed into the room and quickly back out until there was just one patient wrapped from head to toe in bandages in the bed at the far corner of the room.

Not that Shego wanted anything to do with any of those freaks anyway with how sick and injured some of them were, but she was getting so hungry by now.
So engrossed was she in her anger for the one surgeon that had come to see her, that Shego had forgotten to ask for some small morsel that might dull the pains of having to wait away the hours with nothing to a sharp pain which only got more and more unbearable and difficult to ignore began to plague Shego's tummy. Worse than the time she had thrown up on Dr Drakken's plane when his poor piloting skill had them both rocked all over their cabin. Far, far worse and more torturing.

She swore that now it was taking all of her willpower to avoid biting her fingers which seemed to look more and more like grilled chicken pieces wrapped in breadcrumbs by the second. Saliva piled up in her dry and uncomfortable mouth far too quickly for her to simply swallow it down and ignore and her teeth seemed to grate uncontrollably as if her jawbones had developed a mind of their own.

It was therefore surprisingly difficult for Shego not to feel at least slightly pleased therefore when Ann returned just as she was beginning to have inclinations of sinking her teeth into her duvet. Shego took a deep breath as she readied herself to grovel and plead for forgiveness for the sake of some food, any food but before Shego could say a thing, she saw before her a tray containing what looked to be a hot bowl of red soup and a glass of water beside it.
Whether Kim's mother was some sort of mind reader or just incredibly knowing of how to provide comfort to an impatient patient, Shego would never know.

"I would give you something better, but the other doctors say you can't eat solid foods until you've recovered a bit more." was the apologetic remark as Ann pushed the trolley containing the tray of foods closer. "I know you're hungry by now and I'm sorry you haven't had anything until now."

Shego began to reach for the spoon on the tray but found herself unable to move her arm more than a few inches without an incredible spasm of pain coursing through her body forcing her to put her arm back on the bed.

"Open your mouth Shego, and let me help you." offered Ann as she dipped the spoon into the bowl of sweet smelling tomato soup and brought it out again.

And in her desperate state where she felt she would soon bite her own tongue off, Shego was in no position to refuse as she opened her mouth to let the neurosurgeon place the spoonful of hot soup where it belonged.
Indescribable sensations engulfed the hungry patient as the delightful taste of warmed soup trickled over her taste buds and she forgot that the person feeding her the soup was her third biggest adversary behind the ever unbearable pair that was Kim and Ron. Tears welled up in the female criminal's eyes as an image of her own mother feeding her the same simple yet satisfying dish of tomato soup and caressing the crying Shego gently as Shego had come home balling her eyes out after bullies several times larger than her had pushed her into a freezing and wet pile of winter snow, flashed before her eyes.
Those were good times she had to admit as she anxiously swallowed the soup down her throat trying very hard not to choke in her sad state of being close to tears. Tears that were a mixture of bliss and of tragic wistfulness of good times long gone past.

"Th, thank you." Shego managed to stutter as she opened her mouth once more to let another spoonful of heated soup into her system.
Each mouthful brought back a fraction of her sanity and the urge to bite at her tongue and fingers seemed to vanish as quickly as it came.

To Shego this was no longer a hospital bed in a disgusting sick house called the hospital. To her this was heaven. She died crashing her head on hard rock that night and she had been sent to heaven after some mistake whereby she had been mistaken for a hero due to once being part of the nasty team of losers that were her brothers.

To Shego the surgeon clad in a white lab coat feeding her spoonful after spoonful of this heavenly delicacy wasn't Kim's mother, only pretending to be Kim's mother because she was too modest to confess she was actually an angel.
An angel that knew what Shego truly wanted beyond just being evil. Beyond just having nothing to do with her spoiled and arrogant excuses for siblings and going from employer to employer looking for freelance jobs out of a desire for the excitement she got when she did something bad and hurtful to others.
How else would Dr Possible"Ann" know that she was hungry without her even having to say a word.

How else would Dr Possible know that tomato soup heated at the perfect temperature of mildly boiling was her most favoured dish.
Or be so ready to sit here next to Shego smiling softly even after all the less than likeable things Shego had done and after all the pain Shego had caused to others in her time away from the side of law and order.

After she had shouted loud and clear that she hated Kim Possible and anyone Kim Possible considered an ally. After she had tried time and time again to make Kim's life miserable, to foil Kim's schemes of bringing justice into an unlawful world soiled with lawbreakers some even worse than Shego and her employer Drakken.

If "Doctor Possible" held the slightest hint of anger at Shego's misdeeds, Dr Possible certainly didn't show it.

"D, don't leave me." Shego whispered on instinct as she felt lovely warmth flowing through her knackered body, and her strength flooded back to her along with it. She expected only silence and to find that all this was only a dream.

She was surprised but in a pleasant way therefore when her caretaker continued to place another spoonful of soup into Shego's mouth as she gently touched the lightly sobbing Villain's cheeks very gently.

"I won't leave you Shego. I'll be here if you need me."