Where's the so-called professionalism?
Amayra saw a shocked doctor and couldn't help but nod. Well, at the very least she was better than the doctor who was looking like he had witnessed a ghost in the broad daylight.
"Let's go back home. I don't want to stay here further. " Amayra said and Zaco nodded. He helped her in removing all the wires attached to her body.
Then he hold her back in his arms and just like that walk away from the group of speechless doctors and nurses, brought her to the car, place her in the back seat with ease and care, drove her home, didn't place her down, brought her to her room and let her rest.
Soon, he came with the maids who brought food and some nutritious drinks for her. She let them place it and leave before turning her attention back to Zaco, who was standing at the corner.
" What would you do next? " She asked him, making him stare back in confusion.
