Dirty Affairs

CHAPTER 22 She Needs It

At the hospital…

Inside the hospital room, Cynthia laid down on an empty hospital bed next to Sophia as she stretched out her arms, holding Sophia's hands before she slowly drifted off to sleep with tears still dropping from her eyes.

Shortly, there was a knock on the door. Cynthia heard the knock as she opened her eyes and focused her gaze towards the door to see who it was. She watched the door as it Slightly opened. She wondered who it was but a few seconds later, she saw the doctor walk in with a nurse beside him who carried some bags of drips and a few injections inside a hospital pan.

"Doctor…" Cynthia called as she watched the doctor walk towards her.

"Will my bestfriend get better soon?" She asked.

"Of course she will." The Doctor replied. He stood in front of Cynthia as the Nurse dropped the drips and injections on top of Cynthia's bed.

"Please doctor, is this her last injection for today?" Cynthia asked curiously as she stood from her lying position and sat on the bed. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"The drips and injections are for you." The doctor replied as he took one bag of the drips which he injected into it, causing the colour of the drip to change from white to yellow.

Cynthia on the other hand couldn't remember telling the doctor she was ill.

"The drip is for me?" Cynthia asked curiously and the doctor nodded.

"Yes…" he replied.

"But Doctor…"

"No more questions kid! You will feel better after this. Get on the bed!" He ordered.

"Nothing is wrong with me… I'm fine." Said Cynthia. Cynthia knew she wasn't fine at all. Her body needed that treatment due to the severe punishment she got from her boss a few days ago. At least, a drug to reduce the pains in her body would do.

Upon realizing how bad she needed the treatment, she felt that arguing with the doctor would do no good for her. She never even bothered to ask the doctor why he insisted on treating her. All she did was agree.

He has a good heart. She thought.

That was what he made her believe after all by not telling her an anonymous had paid and instructed him to run some treatment on her.

Shortly, she quietly laid on the bed as the doctor inserted the drip on her.

"You have cried a lot this night. This drip is for pain relief but have you eaten tonight?" The doctor asked and Cynthia shook her head.

"No, I haven't." She replied as the doctor instructed the nurse to get some food for Cynthia but instantly, Cynthia rejected it.

"I'm not hungry, Doctor. I can't eat when my best friend hasn't eaten." She replied as she sobbed continuously.

"Don't get worked up. The bag of drip is a small one and it's gonna finish in no time. After that, you can feed your friend some food. The nurse will get something from the hospital kitchen for you both

to eat." Said the doctor and Cynthia, hearing what the doctor said, was so happy as she appreciated him.

"Thank you doctor."

"You are welcome. You can have some rest now. The nurse will be back soon." The Doctor instructed as he walked out of the room while the nurse followed him at once as the two best friends laid helpless.