Almost Not Love! |COMPLETE| MaNan Fiction

25. Damn, So Much Blood!

A/N : I know, I know, there was a bad cliff hanger, last week! ;)

So, without further ado, here goes!

Happy Reading~

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It took Manik a full thirty seconds to recover from his first shock and move a muscle.

"Nandini" he screamed aghast and shook her shoulder hard; his eyes were wide, mouth agape, what was happening to her?! His sharp shove on her shoulder brought her back to partial consciousness, she tried very hard to open her eyes, her vision was blurred but she could make out it was Manik.

"Mani..." she tried calling him, his head shot towards her and he brought his panic-stricken face close to hers.

"Nandini why the hell are you bleeding this badly?" his voice was mangled with fear and panic; clearly he wasn't able to think straight.

"Hosp.." she tried cueing him.

"Yes, yes, hospital. Don't worry I will..." he was saying something more, but she couldn't hear him, it was all going back to being black for her again.

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"Mr. Malhotra, please have these pills first...Mr Malhotra? Mr. Malhotra!" he jumped at the doctor's voice.

"Ye..yeah?"

"Please take this medicine first; you are in shock. This is for the nerves. I cannot discuss her diagnosis with you if you stay this way" he spoke clearly and indicated Manik, to trust him.

Manik nodded. He slowly took the pills, and then the doctor asked him to visit him in thirty minutes, in his chamber. He nodded. He didn't know for how long he was waiting in the waiting area of the emergency ward. Was it an hour, or two or three; who knew? He couldn't remove the image of Nandini lying on her bed in a pool of blood; he had felt like time had stopped, he wasn't breathing, someone had sucked life out of him and he was floating in nothingness. His brains weren't working, neither were his muscles.

It was adrenaline that had kicked in and that's how he had gotten her here; he had no idea how he managed it in this state of mind.

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"Doctor, how is she?" he was in the doctor's cabin, it had been thirty minutes, he had reasonably calmed down, but his voice was still hoarse.

"Not good Mr. Malhotra. This is what I feared and that's why I didn't want to change her meds" he replied sounding worried. Manik's head shot up at him.

"You changed her meds; when?" he asked surprised; the doctor looked back surprised.

"When Mr. Khurana asked of course; after the second blackout spell three days back" he replied, frowning at him.

"Second blackout?" he asked, completely clueless.

"Mr. Malhotra, I don't know how much you know, but let me fill you in. The last time you brought Ms. Murthy in, we had diagnosed angina pain, but we didn't know the cause; the next day after you had left, Mr. Khurana, our trustee had visited us and wanted a private audience with the patient; we realised they were acquaintances and to be honest how could we deny him? While they were in conversation, she blacked out again. Thereon he had told us the real reason for her both blackouts, it wasn't her lifestyle as she wanted us to believe. There was an emotional trigger, which I now believe was induced by Mr. Khurana himself.

We realised she had been suffering from depression and deep seated anxiety issues for a long time now, and Mr. Khurana's sudden appearance had overwhelmed her and her body reacted with a panic attack which was later diagnosed as an angina attack. At this point I had suggested therapy and light dosage of meds as a recovery plan; it was more holistic and absolutely risk free. She needed taking care of. But Aryamann wasn't happy with this method, he wanted to help Nandini quickly, make her recover immediately and hence we agreed to go by the alternate method of heavy dose antidepressants and anti-anxiety pills.