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7| ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ

Next Chapter: July 25, Saturday
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ROSE POV:

I eyed Mr.Knight, who is now sleeping on the bed peacefully like a newborn after the huge chaos, he created today.

I've never seen an aggressive man like him in my life, before. My Grandpa is a man with serene nature. But, here, he's losing his cool for everything.

Wait! Why I'm comparing? Stupid me...

"He will sleep up to 12 hours.", The doctor announced. I gaped at him in shock and asked, why twelve hours?

The reply he gave, left me terrorized, as he said, that, I should feel happy. I looked at him confused, and he adds further, if Mr.Knight took just two or more injections; it would've headed to a short time coma or possibly death. It made my heart thud furiously.

"Make sure he won't strain his hand as his knuckles bruised, badly. It'll take more than a week to heal.", he explained as I gave a weak nod.

I asked him, how he is feeling now? I appreciate his dedication to his work, despite a hit he took from Mr.Knight, he still treated him, without holding any kind of anger against him.

He'd responded, "I am good, ma'am. Thank you for asking." We shared a smile. Following that, he turned his attention towards Mr.John.

He asks if Mr.Knight took alcohol. For which Mr.John nodded with his head down. He asked next doubt, if he had breakfast, the reply is no. Following it, he asked, if he had dinner yesterday, the reply is No again. Oh my god!

How he is surviving without food?!

I inquired Mr.John, if Mr.Knight had lunch yesterday. This time, his reply is he had no idea. My eyes went wide in horror after hearing this. It's near as he didn't have anything for the whole day. The doctor sighed heavily.

"He's not supposed to take alcohol while taking his treatment. He did not follow anything as I meant. And you didn't care enough too. Great.", The doctor scolded Mr.John. He stood silently with his head down and the maids too. I felt bad for all of them.

"Ms.Anna, get the IV.", The doctor told to the nurse. Receiving it, he has vaccinated the IV in Mr.Knight's arm.
He spoke further that, Mr.Knight has survived this long because of his fit body and strong immune energy.

"Or else he would have-", The doctor stopped in the mid, but I understood.

"Ma'am, what happens to your neck ma'am? Several marks are there.", The doctor implored. I touched it as a shiver ran through my spine as blood rushes to my face. I eyed Mr.Knight, who's dozed, after doing all mishaps. He is the reason. He bit my neck hard enough to leave these marks.

Idiot...

"Umm! Nothing just allergies.", I let out as he nods but the nurse who has stood behind him, strived to suppress her smile. I turned red in shyness.

Oh, God! What an embarrassment!

"Here, ma'am, it's his tablets and it is a prescription. Take care of him, then make sure, he won't miss his food.", he gave it to me before leaving the room. I stood still and glanced at Mr.John who is standing silently.

"It's not your fault.", I said to make him feel better. He heaved out a sigh, and stated, Mr.Knight's life wasn't a normal one. Adds, he went through a lot for his age and it is still seizing a toll on him, mentally, without ending.

I stare at him, confused. "What has happened, Mr.John?", I questioned. For which he said, that, it is not his place to tell. I nod, understandingly.