Back to hell

She looked from the doctor to Caishen and frowned. Who was the patient here? Wasn't the doctor supposed to listen to the patient?

"Doctor, I am fine. You can go." she repeated.

"But you are in pain." Caishen blurted out in disagreement. He moved his wheelchair closer to the edge of the bed and his eyes trailed to the position where her stomach was, under the thick white duvet. "Let the doctor check and prescribe something."

"Hubby, would I be smiling if I was in pain?" she asked.

"Yes." he responded immediately. 

She hated the piano and she played it with a smile on her face of, course she was the kind of person to smile through pain. 

But, boundaries and respect, he thought. He would not push it if she didn't want to be examined. So, he looked at the female doctor and he nodded. "You can go. You will still be paid for your time, thank you for coming."