
"You almost got killed, all you remember is your shirt?" You doctor, can't she be a little sentimental. While I had trouble opening my bag because half my arm was numb.
"Here I help..." He sat in front of me and helped me open the bag.
"This bag must also be thrown away, the cream-colored bag is my favorite too."
"Basic woman..." She smiles.
"I am a woman. Why are you even scolding me you should...." He should have said he'd say buy me again. But then I realized that he and I were nobody. Why would someone say something like that to me.Why do I think he can say something like that, am I crazy, once I lean on him I would never justify this... "Geez why am I talking like this, I'm not normal, what drugs make my brain this way..." I fumbled to myself because I suddenly felt sad.
"I'm not scolding you. Half the anesthetic effect is swing mood, tomorrow will be gone..." He instead explained that my incompetence was a medicinal effect. I feel ashamed now. I shouldn't have thought anything.
I called Lenna and explained I was in the hospital and was fine. But I don't need him to come today tomorrow because I don't have any clothes on, tomorrow I'm going home. While I asked her to tell Mama I was at a friend's house so she wouldn't worry tonight.
Someone knocked on the door. A nurse delivering dinner and Andreas.
"Doctor Andreas..." I saw him smile at me.
"He's your doctor, he's the one who found you and took immediate action until the operating room..." Vincent explained.
"Thanks Doc."
"You scared me when you fainted, I thought you'd lost a lot of blood. I think there's a horror movie in front of me."
"I didn't know doctors could feel that way. I just can't see my own blood." I laugh. He checked my condition later.
"I can ask Doc to come home. I'm fine, just drowsy on dope..."
"No. Observation first. You can come home tomorrow."
"How many times have you tried to ask to come home, you haven't given up either, how could you possibly go home." Now dr. Vincent scolded me again. Andreas grimaced at me while finishing the chart in his hand. He wrote something down on the chart and gave it to the nurse, maybe a prescription drug I should take.
"Tomorrow I'll check on you again. And I gave you the medicine you should take home. Monday Tuesday you can't go to the office first..."
"You heard that." Bambang folded his hands and
"Eat first, then rest. You nauseous? Sometimes some people get sick from the effects of anesthetic drugs."
"No."
"Yes, eat some medicine you must take, the nurse will take it. I'll have to rotation check on the other patients for a second. Okay.." - Okay..." Andreas left me with Vincent.
"Dok, why are you here. You have no obligation to wait for me, thank you for accompanying me. This weekend you shouldn't be here. Why are you waiting for me here..."
"Eat."
"So, you didn't hear what I said."
"Don't bring it, eat it." He didn't mind my question.
"So this is how you take me to dinner." He's laughing now.
"Picture it that way. Be fed..." I'm staring. Bambang why is it so good to me. Because of one dinner he was so good. What is expected...
"I can eat by myself." He watched me eat. I feel bad eating because he's sitting in front of me and watching me.
"You didn't eat Doc?"
"Later." The answer is short. He got me a tissue at the other table. And help me with the shifting soup bowl. "I haven't been a doctor nurse sick people for a long time, sometimes I think I've forgotten things. If you suddenly bleed in front of me like that, I'm not sure what to do, it's good that Andreas found you. . He is often in the ER to cope with emergency situations. I saw your shirt, so much blood, I thought..."He sighed. I looked at him talking, hmm.. What does he want to say? That he was worried about me. Why did he arrive... I dare not ask about that. But he's willing to wait for me here.
"But thank goodness I can still see your badness." He smiled, while my heart started to tingle. Why did he say that, made me feel like he was watching me above all else.
"Let's just relax you think I'm gonna die so easily, no elite dies with a cutter..." He smiled at my joke. My hair, which was soon a mess because it was lying down, was interfering with my eating. One more hand cannot move freely. He saw that.
"You have hair ties, let me help you." He checked my bag and found one. Without saying much she helped me tie it up. "Well, so much better..." While I was stunned just like that she did that sweet thing.
"Well, that's so much better. Come eat." This handsome doctor. Why does he make me flutter like this. His actions made me like someone who meant something to him.
"Excuse me Doc, I brought some medicine for Ms. Melisa." A nurse came and knocked on the door. He asked me for my prescription. Making sure everything was right for him. Don't ask, my face is heating up because of that. I feel very cared for. Why should this Bambang do this, tormenting me with his attention.
"Drink medicine..." He made sure I took my medicine after eating while he was with me chatting.
"But go home, I'm fine." And I don't feel good about keeping him here long.
"You don't need anything else?"
"No, thank you. The doctor did too much. I don't know how to get back at this."
"I didn't ask you to retort." She smiled a little. "Tomorrow morning I'll come check on you again. Okay. You rest, if there's anything call parawat, I'll tell them."
"Yes." Yeah."
When Dr. Vincent disappeared behind the door. I just stared at his disappearance. Oh, my God, why is he doing this. What does this attention mean.
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