Amy woke up once again and tried to collect herself from the unusual encounter an unbelievable dream.
"What an odd dream." She looked at the clock hanging in the staffroom, and she barely slept, so she thought that what she foresees was probably a figment of her exhausted imagination.
"I better check on my patients before heading home." Amy thought to herself while she conceals her mouth as she started yawning one, two, three, it just keeps coming indeed trying to prevent her patients.
Her cute action, continually covering her mouth that more it became even more apparent, and she tries to joke about it during her rounds.
One of Doc Amy Lauren was a new emergency method she's done and had a hard time dealing with was the overturned car and bus coalition accident in East Town.
She came across the ICU and if she could recognize the pregnant woman who has received severe injuries in the head while protecting the child in her still unborn child.
As she merely goes through the white hallway, in the ICU ward. The young doctor saw the pregnant woman through the window of her patient's room. The patient was getting checked with her vitals, and two nurses dressed one in white from the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) Department and one in pale blue in which is from the neurology intensive care unit (neuro-ICU).
The two excellent nurses Ana and Melissa just went out in the private room in the ICU. Doing both their rounds, one of them is wearing white from the NICU, and the other one is wearing a pale blue from the Neuro-ICU.
"Poor thing she's in her 21st week of pregnancy." Ana, the nurse in NICU, gently closes the door behind her back.
"Yes, she does, and with her brain waves, getting more erratic, things don't look good? Fortunately, the baby is healthy." Melissa said, one of the Neuro-ICU staff.
"Doc Peters from the neuro department said that her chances are quite slim, her family was over here, and they have been notified completely, about the results of her test."
Melissa sadly sighed as she inadvertently sees the distinctive silhouette of the attractive woman lying in agony in the hospital bed as Ana completely closes its door.
"Regardless, did you recognize her husband? Ana continued earnestly.
"Oh, you fondly refer to the incredibly good-looking guy that's talking earnestly to Dr. Peters." The experienced nurse from the Neuro-ICU.
"Yes, that's precisely his a notable actor." As they earnestly giggle hysterically and talking glibly, they didn't notice Amy was almost in front of them and bump into her.
"Oh! Our hardworking and beautiful Doctor Lauren, we sincerely apologized.", The two careless nurses enthusiastically greet her and sincerely apologize.
Amy is part of the neurology department and in her 2nd year as the hospital resident doctor. Being one of the most capable youths in the medical field was designed precisely as a prominent doctor.
Her gentle hand signaled to go ahead of the two experienced nurses left. Amy's shift finishes and instantly abandons the bizarre dream.
Now it is an appropriate time for her to go back to her flat and complete relaxation and de-stress enough. Her modest apartment, realistically a few breathless minutes, walked away from the local hospital.
Practically walking is one of her effective ways to instantly relax and unwind after the 48 standard hours of hectic and toxic hospital work.
Along the narrow dimmed lighted alley merely closes to her apartment senses someone was persistently following her behind. Naturally possessing a keen sense of moral justice as she was carefully tending as a lone girl in her prominent family, she must surely practice for a variable number of legitimate self-defense.
Nevertheless, it seemingly causes Amy the goosey feeling as her head turns to carefully looked behind her, and only to surprisingly discovers nobody's there.
Out of nowhere, she was typically standing in the shallow center of the prominent street when the frenzied group of local peoples was furiously moving towards the kind doctor. These likely people were shouting hysterically, screaming on the apex of their hoarse throats.
A critical mass of local individuals was running precisely in the center lane when abruptly, both of her agile feet were fastened eagerly to the exposed ground. She desperately tries to shield herself from the overwhelming number of stampeding distressed men and helpless women, rushing frantically towards her.
Scarcely minding a surging pain all over her youthful body, completely lost her balance as the immense number forcibly disappears in the violent chaos.