Jessy entered the clinic with her stomach full. She smiled broadly while the doctor and his assistant were staring at her with their mouth agape.
"What's is wrong, Doc?" she asked and without further ado, she lay down in the clinic bed.
"D-did you just come back, Jess? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" the doctor bombarded her with questions while inspecting her body looking for some wound or something.
"I'm fine, Doc. I'm sorry I'm late. Please don't worry about me. I'm not hurt or anything, let's get started with the blood transfusion," she said in a calm voice.
"Are you sure you're okay? I want to run a physical check-up first just to make sure you aren't hurting anywhere on your body," the doctor was still hesitating to proceed with the blood transfusion.
Jessy smiled. "No need, Doc. I'm okay, no wound and no pain. Believe me, I'm perfectly alright," she continues smiling at the physician wanting to put him at ease.
