My Doc is Pretty Possessive

Chapter 28

Dylan P. O. V

"Dr. Dylan, the Patient's parents wants to see you", the head nurse came in with the brown file of the patient who underwent surgery a while ago. I shook my head, trying to shoo away my dizziness.

"Keep it right there and send them in after 20 minutes", I told her. She nodded and went out. It's been years working my ass out and all those sleepless nights yet I find it hard sometimes to work 24 hours continuously like a Robot.

Damn.

I remember how she feel asleep while we were talking, I reckon she'd be tired to work whole day and then go out with me. Everything about her makes me want to love her more, even grandpa was impressed with her.

In the midnight I got a call from the emergency room by the head nurse. The new patient who was admitted the previous day had a major attack and I had to rush over as I was the nearest Senior Doctor. The doc who was supposed to be there for night duty took leave for a week. And As soon as I reached, I went through the test and had to do the surgery ASAP.

By morning I was done and as I thought of going home for freshing up, nana rang me...

"Adomba, Your grandpa won't go out with me saying the meeting is very important. Can you attend the meeting in his place? I'm sure it won't make any difference. There's a party and all my friends agreed to bring our husband together but he won't listen to me right now" , Nana said sounding like a little kid and how could I deny her wishes.

"Nana, tell him I'll handle it. You both go and enjoy". I told her.

"Thank you Adomba, we love you", she said in her happy voice while I could hear grandpa grumbling from behind. I smiled. As we age and become old, our minds and emotions behaves like a child again it's like a cycle.

My phone beeped warning me about low battery. I thought of calling her but again I didn't want to disturb her, she'll be sleeping now since it's 7:30 am.

"Come in", I said hearing the knock.

A couple entered, the man in his late 40's and his wife as I assume looked 10 years younger than him. They weren't dressed sophisticately, just in simple plain dresses.

"Please sit down", I said and they took the seat.

"Thank you Doctor". The man replied, his forehead creased thinking about something and he kept on rubbing his hands together.

"Yes Sir, Is there anything you want to ask?", I told him. Their 20 year old daughter was the patient whom I did the surgery an hour ago.

"It's uncomfortable to come and ask you directly but we had no other way", the woman said as I shook my head with confusion.

"It's okay, Is something wrong? Or anything I can do?".

"Our daughter is also studying medical and we took loan for her studies since we couldn't afford but unfortunately she's ill and the surgery is costing us a lot. We managed whatever we could and we even promised to pay it off soon but the Billing manager won't leave us. He said he can't help us since the amount is huge. We wanted to ask if you can please talk to him to give us some more days to pay it off", she said as she wiped away the tears rolling on her cheeks. It was indeed sad.

I kept silent and listened to her intently. I could feel how they're struggling hard for their daughter.

"I'll talk to him. Don't worry and take care of her. We're keeping her under observation for some more days and there are few more tests to be done yet. Anyway, don't worry for the charges, I'll look after it", I said trying to make them feel better. They thanked me again and soon left.