Red as a fresh tomato Rika stood up and staggered to the doctor's room.
A middle-aged man sat on a desk with a PC-Monitor on it at which the doctor was currently staring at and typing things while Rika entered the room.
She directly steered to the bed that sat in another corner. Hopping onto it, she noticed it was tall enough for her to let her feet dangle in the air.
The doctor then turned around to face her.
"Ah, you're Rika, right? I'm Dr. Newman. Your boyfriend can sit down here, meanwhile."
"He's not my boyfriend...", Rika exclaimed. 

After a while, the wounds on her leg were fully healed up by the healing magic.
"These wounds weren't deep enough to be a problem and won't leave scars, don't worry. Your otherwise perfect skin will not be tainted." The doctor laughed.
Rika blushed again and carefully slid down to the ground, now, finally, she could support her full weight, not that it was very much anyway, with her own legs. 
"Thanks, doc! The pain is gone", Rika happily announced.