Emma was laying there on the bed like a statue, while the doctor nag at them, talking about how Max isn't healthy for that now.
How his wounds could open up and so may more.
Max pretends to not notice her daze state.
He didn't bother to tell her to get up and just spoke with the doctor.
"I'm alright now. I will go home with my woman now. She was so worried." Max said and Emma blinked again.
Her heart felt like it would jump from her chest.
Wait! Let's go back to when the doctor picked her call.
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"The patient needs to rest, so I will switch off this phone."
That was what Emma had heard, when fear gripped her heart.
It wasn't about mission or anything, but pure worry that he must have got hurt.
She quickly stopped the doctor by asking him to hold on.
She wondered if her treatment the other night had gone wrong.
Did she worsened his condition?