Chapter 10

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AYLA

The operation went well. We were able to stop the internal bleeding .
He is okay sleeping right now.

He gonna regain his consciousness in the morning .

I'll try my best to find a donor .

Never thought Arsh pandya is that much capable.

Notification buzzed . When I felt my presence in front of the coffee machine.
Shit.
I actually was thinking in my subconsciousness.

"You can rest, I'll take care of the little patient" he spoke, passing me the coffee (the black coffee with sugar).
I smiled.
"Thank you for your help. " I thanked him.

"There is no need ."
"Why didn't you leave?" I asked

"Didn't I get the night shift today?" He left a dry chuckle.
" I see" I took a sip from my coffee.

"Where from you graduated?" I asked while taking an another sip.

"Um-m you didn't remember me?" He smiled at me and left .

What? I know him?
I can hardly remember any of them from my mbbs classmates.

I took the last sip of the coffee from the paper cup and threw it in the dustbin.

Remember.
Shooo I shook my head to concentrate on the research paper which is due for several weeks . I need to complete it.

I should have asked for his number if he is really checking of little patient.

I looked at the laptop screen which is now covering the light of the whole room of darkness. I found some snacks from the senior's room.
I opened it and started tapping .

Tap tap.

PROJECT: CERBERA PLANT.

How it was used mostly for the homicides. CERBERA IS A PERFECT MURDER WEAPON. THE VICTIM NEVER GOT TO KNOW WHEN HE HAS SLEPT IN THE DEEP SLEEP.

I reread the words .

CERBERA IS A PERFECT MURDER WEAPON. THE VICTIM NEVER GOT TO KNOW WHEN HE HAS SLEPT IN THE DEEP SLEEP.

I checked for further information
And it states "for more go to our site wwww.xxx.com "
I clicked.

"THE PLANT DOESN'T SHOW UP IN A TOXICOLOGY REPORT."

I put my palm over mouth when the realisation hit me.

The internal results were fine as well?
Shit , I should have asked Chauhan for the whole details rather than being the narcissistic person , who doesn't want to work.

I took out a notebook a little pad from.my handbag and write the whole details down.

I know what's going to be my next step.

I didn't go to sleep for that night.
I messaged disha .

Me : are you busy tomorrow?

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