|Innaya|
The glass door was pushed inside, and a nurse entered carrying a tray. Did she enter the wrong room? Around fifteen minutes ago, the attending doctor had informed us that I could leave soon. We were waiting for Eshan to return. He did not return, instead, this new nurse was coming in.
"Excuse me, Sir. Please wait outside, I need to check the patient, and give infusion," she politely asked Arjun.
What infusion? Since, when twisted ankles needed infusion for the recovery of the patient? Blinking, I pushed back the tears in my eyes and swallowed the lump formed in my throat. The words Arjun said revolved in my head, forcing me to think if I was the wrong one in this whole ordeal.
Arjun stood up protectively before my bedside, scrutinizing what she had in that tray. "Why infusion? The doctor has prescribed some painkillers. What is this all about?"
