Mentally Occupied

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She answered in a worried voice, saying:

- this medicine I don't like.. it does not improve my condition.. It's nonsense and it makes my condition worse.

- You know I believe you and I know you're not out of your mind like the rest of cases here; But the doctors don't agree with me and With you, they constantly repeat that you are the most refusing treatment case, and you are getting worse in front of them, as if you want to confirm the idea more and more!

Malika turned to Ishjaan, she looked dry and miserable, her face and eyes almost disappears from the intensity of the blackness around her short hair covering half of her face, she said in a hoarse voice like a whisper:

- They are the ones who bring out that hidden madness inside of me, who among us is not sick?! Who among us has not lost his mind?! Who among us is mentally stable? Even these doctors are sicker than me swear to you, I know a lot about them, and what I know confirms that.

- palm about saying those nonsense and You will hear me a little; I will give you advice; If you want to get out of here, try to keep up with the doctors, try to get better, pick yourself up and get up, otherwise I will have to tell the truth to Dr. Sharif, and then make sure that you will not like it at all. Believe me, I'm not threatening you, but it's business, my dear.

Malika continued to look with faint glances towards Ishjan and her eyes seem confused, Then she answered her very briefly and firmly:

- I do not want advice from anyone, and I'm not going to take medicine, come on, do what you want.

Malika angered the nurse got out from the room. She went to Dr. Sharif's room to tell him the whole thing, but after making a small adjustment in her favor, she only found out about it when she found the pills in the trash in the room. Malika did not take it during that period, so she was surprised and went immediately to tell him, As soon as he heard the honorable doctor responsible for Malika's condition. He prepared the medicines and told Ashjan to bring another nurse as they head together to Malika's room, the nurse hurries to carry out the doctor's orders, there is overwhelming joy, as this brings her closer to implementing a plan that no one knows about except her and another person.

Malika was then standing behind the room door stand by, Then she counted three seconds until doctor Sharif opened the room, She pushed him away with her feet. She wanted to complete her attack on him, but the two nurses found an obstacle in front of her. She could not lethality. They grabbed her tightly, and the doctor got up and injected her with all anger and violence, unconsciously and without even realizing it. pressure on the vein went wrong and blood spurted heavily from her hands a fountain of blood, which caused the blood to splatter on the wall and floor of the room and gradually infected her clothes and the clothes of those in the room. Gradually starting to lose her energy and consciousness, the two nurses moved away and went out immediately to seek the help of the chief doctor, while Sharif got very nervous and tried to save Malika as much as possible before the matter became more dangerous. He covered the wound he had inflicted with his violence with even a large swab of cotton. The chief physician, Naeem came immediately. He ordered to be taken her to the examination room and to be examined. He took Sharif to his office room. they spoke alone in his room, Naim said to him while pointing at him with his index finger threatened:

- You realize the seriousness of the matter; isn't it? You could have killed her because of your recklessness and agitation and your inability to control your temper.

- I know this very well but she pushed me with her feet when I tried to give her the medicine and that pissed me off a bit.

- A bit?!How, after all these years, when you are a doctor?! How can't you control in your anger?!You do not deal with human bodies, Mr. Sharif, you work with their souls, and this is a dangerous matter if you know.. Fortunately that your colleagues doctors came at the right time, but if anyone finds out about this, the entire team of doctors will be kicked out of here. I can't defend you, and I can't hide it., Erosion If the doctors are silent, the nurses will talk about it. I'm really at a loss.

Doctor Sharif straightened up in his seat. perhaps his face showed signs of concern.

- What do you mean by saying this?

- I mean I have to transferred you another sanatorium.

- what?! I have worked here for years and spent the whole of my life career In this place, with my first mistake, you put me in front of the door?! Will you kick me out?!

Naeem did not look at Sharif as he opened a drawer from his desk and took out a large envelope and placed it in front of him. Sharif caught sight of his name written in elegant handwriting on the envelope. Naeem put his hands intertwined on the envelope and said:

- Doctor Sharif! This is no small mistake, we both know that Malika's mind goes back and for over time. This is not the first time since she came here that she is like this. The examination committee that comes to examine the disease monthly if they talk to her and she tells them it won't be good at all. I can't take chances, we can shut the mouths of doctors and nurses but we won't be able to tame Malika. Do you include it, Dr. Sharif?

Sharif remained silent as he stared at the face of Naeem, the manager of the place and the envelope that was in his hands. Then he said in a trembling voice enveloped in anxiety:

- Just as I give her the medicine that treats her, I can give her the medicine that makes her lose her mind. I can solve the matter, Mr. Naim.

The chief physician looked at him in astonishment as if he did not expect that response at all from him, he shouted at him:

- Do you understand what you are saying?! Seems I made the right decision when I decided to kick you out of the hospital. It seems that I will not nominate you either to work at any hospital else, You are an unreliable person who cannot bear such honesty. Go right now in front of me.

Sheriff pointed to the envelope on the desk and said in a trembling voice:

- What in this circumstance?

- Everything belongs to you since you set your foot in this sanatorium.. every mistake you made.. all the internal investigations.. the testimonies of your colleagues and workers here, some of whom have left and some of them remain until now.. the reports of the committees assigned to your patients who are responsible for you.. here is your black box Which, if opened, would explode in your face

- But...

Naim interrupted him and did not give him a chance to continue, pointing at him at arm's length towards the door of his office:

- Go out!

Sharif stood up, looking at the fragmentation and anger of Naim. He went out while muttering angry words that he himself could not explain. Moments later, Naim also left his office to the examination room, He found Malika lying down perhaps bedding unconscious. The doctors around her examine her carefully for the last time, before they left the room, he asked them bliss anxiety surrounds him and besiege him:

- how is she now?

- Fine Mr. Naim, we were able to stop the bleeding and her heartbeat is going well now. The pressure is controlled.

- Well, you can go outside, but check it out every now and then.

- good.

Naeem went back to his office and asked his secretary to come. For a few moments, she was standing in front of him, waiting for his orders. He put his glasses on, rubbed his eyes and said:

- Send request for a(Healer Central) to send us a new doctor instead of Dr. Sharif.

- Will he go from here?

- Just do what I said without too many questions, all you need is to inform personnel affairs of what I said.

The secretary ran out quickly, knowing her manager's character when he was angry and could not bear discussion with anyone. She received the news of what happened to Malika. If the matter developed and someone in the Ministry of Health knew about this, it would be a strong stab at the reputation of the clinic that Naeem had built over the years.

Doctors followed up on Malika's condition around the hour. At first, her condition was stable, although this does not mean that she is in good condition, but after several hours had passed, she slowly began to regain consciousness.

Naeem called his secretary again and asked her to tell the doctors in the sanatorium to meet him after a quarter of an hour from now in the meeting room which attached to his office. The secretary did what was required of her immediately and prepared the meeting room to receive the doctors in the sanatorium.