Tears slipped from Ira's eyes. They had to rush Vivan to the hospital at midnight seeing his poor state.
"Stupid! I'm fine" Vivan opened his eyes to see the woman before him crying. Just as his eyes cast on her, she gave him a piercing look.
"Fine, Hmm. Doctor said you can go home.....How can you lie to me?" Ira frowned and stood up.
"Why don't you care about your body? What if it got worse?" She couldn't help but swear.
First of all, she held some doubts after his so early discharge from hospital. It turned out it wasn't the doctor' advise but this man's own thinking. In any case, now they won't leave the hospital till everything was okay.
"I just got a mild fever," Vivan said. This statement irritated her further. Ira got up and turned to walk out. As she stood her outstretched hand was held by Vivan.
"See, It's gone now." He pulled it to his forehead. It was mildly hot, yet not burning as the time she found him.
