La Douleur Exquise: Imee Marcos

Chapter 63

Imee Marcos' POV

"Doc, you're a surgeon right?" Eloise asked making small talk with the surgeon.

"Yes, I am a surgeon indeed. General Surgery.." he replied.

"Is it hard? Kasi I'm planning on pursuing medicine, pero if its mahirap, then I think I'll just make tambay nalang.." she joked.

"It's hard, pero if you really pursue what you love.. it'll go easy naman.."

"Eloise? You can definitely slay medschool.." he sassily said and smiled before going out of the room.

We just giggled as we all saw how umasta ang si Dr. Buenavista.

"Who's that?" Rodrigo asked as I dialled someone on my phone.

"I'm calling a friend, you have to start your physiotherapy bukas.." I said as I continued

"Eloise, can you hand me my phone please?" - Rodrigo

He also started dialling someone,
"Hello Christopher, can you please send my paper works na dapat pa tatapusin at pipirmahan?" he muttered.

"What are you doing? Gaya gaya?" I asked and raised my eyebrows.

"Work." he replied.

"Work?"

"Nag-absent nga ako from the capitol upang bantayan ka, tas di ka magpapahinga?" I said and crossed my arms.

"Nabo-bored na ako.." he said and just stared at me.

"Can you please cooperate? So that gagaling ka na Rodrigo?!" I said and raised my eyebrows.

"Just a minute.." he said as he continued his phone.

"Put that down.." I insisted, in which he did.

I took it and contacted his assistant, "Hello, Lawrence? This is Imee, wag ka na pumunta dito sa Ilocos Norte, tatapusin lang daw ni Rodrigo yang paper works pag nakauwi na siya, he needs to rest. Thank you. " I said and stopped the call.

Rodrigo was not amused sa ginawa ko but what? Wala siyang magawa, he himself knows it's for the best. He then suddenly sat down and attempted to stand up.

"Saan ka?" I ask and tinaasan siya ng kilay.

"Magkukuha ng juice sa ref.." he replied.

"Ako na magkuha umupo ka lang diyan.." I said but he insisted.

"I-I can walk- aray.." he said as he stood up but then stopped as soon as pain hit.

"You were saying?" I said as I went near him and assisted him back to the bed.

"Don't rush yourself nga diba.." Eloise mumbled as she poured juice on a cup.

"We'll help you walk, Tito Rod.. whenever you want.. Wag ka lang mag-solo, you still need help." Eloise said as she gave the glass.

"Where does it hurt ba?" I ask.

"My entire abdomen, if that's possible.." he said. Well obviously, kaka-opera mo lang.

"Gusto ko na makalakad, I have five days. And that's too much.. Kaya I'm planning to walk again in three days." he pleaded.

"Let's start?" he asked. Atat.

"Fine, okay, Tito Rod.. we'll take this by different levels, different distance.." Eloise replied.

"Level No. 1 is from the bed to the other bed. Level No. 2 is from the bed to the bathroom. And Level No. 3 is from the bed to the door.." she explained