April 2, 2017
Quavo"I can't believe a nigga shot me on my birthday mane fr", I thought as I was going in and out of my conscience.
"Sir, please stay with us" said the paramedic "Jim his heart is dropping because of shock" added the paramedic was the last thing I could hear before blacking out.
4 hours after agonizing surgery
As my eyes flickered open as pain shot through my right leg as I was about to press the red button so the nurse can come and give me some damn meds a tall male figure appeared.
"Nice to see you are up Mr.Golden, I'm Doctor Nel . I have some good and bad news what would you like to hear first ," Dr.Nel spoke.
Dr. Nel above
"Let me get the bad news then the good news doc" I retorted.
"Well first you was shot on your birthday in your right leg above your kneecap you lucky you'll be able to walk but you'll need rehab with our local physical therapist," he spoke.
"But the good news is Dr.Clark is one of best and she sum fine",he mumbled the last part but I still heard him.
"Also you can leave in the morning &after you meet Dr.Clark"
"Well mane look I ain't got time for this bullshit," I spat.
"Well if you want to be able to walk I suggest you operated", he commented smartly .
"I'll be back with Dr.Clark shortly", said walking out of the room.
"He a bitch ass nigga I swear and I ain't even known him a whole 24 hours yet"
34 minutes later
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"Hey Mr.Golden I'm back with Dr.Clark," that bitch ass nigga said smiley widely. In walked a bad ass shawty wide hips , pump ass, and pump breast. A nigga sat up so quick so quick i thought i was about fall off the damn bed. But shawty had her head down. As soon she pulled her head I stopped mild thought.
"QUAVO"
"In the fesh babyheh" As soon i said that Doir was running like Krispy Kreme was selling a dozen of donunts for 80 cents.
"ADOIR"
"Well it seems like y'all already know eachother. Dr.Clark business contact will be include in your discharge papers. You are free to go in the morning"