19 chapter 19

"You will have to come with me first--"

"What are we waiting for?"

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"As much as I'd love to achieve a PHD in medical sciences and understand this better, right now, I'd rather prefer you speak---"

Angad let out a small laugh while taking the plastic file away from Arnav's hands. "Impatience it is--" he stated turning around while walking towards Khushi's bed in the middle of the OU they are in.

"Your smile, nonchalant behavior is freaking me out!" Arnav snapped as he followed him.

"And that's called anxiousness to be hoping for something good and yet not being able to actually hope for it--" The two men were now standing on the either side of khushi, one observing Khushi with conviction while other throwing fierce glances at him.

"Since when has your specialization changed from Neurologist to psychiatrist?" Arnav heard him chuckle again and that irked him more. "Angad you assh---"

"Shh, sh, no swearing in my hospital, and definitely not in front of a beautiful young lady--" he said as he was now observing Khushi closely. Arnav's further words stuck in his throat as he shifted his gaze to Khushi for the first time since he entered the room. With Angad's instructions Khushi has been changed to a fresh gown, her hair was just recently washed and the silky straight strands were now jeweling around her face properly above the pillow. Her face was a little less pale and it looked like the dry skin has been applied with some moisturizer, all in all Khushi looked a lot more human unlike a mere body consisting of a functioning heart; and it more seemed like the efforts made by Angad's staff.

Arnav looked up to meet Angad's thoughtful gaze which was now directed at him. The blood rushed inside his nerves with unknown anticipation which he never knew even existed and his breath got held in his throat. "Angad, pl"please just just say it" his voice choked as a heavy lump formed in his throat. Angad then took his hand from across the bed and placed it tenderly over the place where Khushi's heart resided with Angad's own hand pressing over his. Arnav's hand trembled when it came in contact with her tender spot; nevertheless he settled his palm over her chest and closed his eyes feeling her heartbeat. Suddenly his nerves relaxed and an unknown tranquility settled in his stance as he finally let out the breath he had been holding.

"Her heart beat increased---" Angad spoke intently looking at him.

"Is"Is it a good thing or bad" He managed to ask as they retrieved their hands and were now looking at each other. "It's really a good thing Arnav. Her heart-beat has been very low all these days; the reports from past 2 weeks suggest that it has shown a considerable improvement. The blood pressure has been building up to the level appropriate for her age, she is actually showing improvement, as little as this could be, well, it's a start" he paused and Arnav just looked on expectantly urging him to continue.