199 In my dream (1/2)

The nurse looked at the sleeping patient first and then at the man who stood there, radiating authority and sincerity. She shrugged her shoulders and lifted the sheet which had been tucked around her.

Wondering whether she should ask the silent man to step out while she examined the comatose woman, the nurse eventually had decided to let him stay in the room. The quiet worry and concern in his eyes showed that he was related to her in some way. She remembered that he had been the one accompanying her when she had been wheeled in. He had looked around wildly, demanding the best doctor in the hospital. He hadn't let go of her hand till the paramedics took her away to the examining room. Even after that, he had continued pacing outside that room.

”She must be someone precious to him,” with that thought, the nurse peeled away the night gown from the shoulder.

Pale smooth skin peeked out. Frowning, she pulled it down further to reveal an angry looking scar right above the heart. It seemed like a recent one but it had already healed. This couldn't be reason to cause her any pain. The nurse touched the area around the old wound properly, just to be doubly sure. Shrugging, she replaced the gown and sheet back and gestured the patient's kin to step out of the room with her.

”How recent is that injury?” she enquired.

The minute Ying Hui saw the puckered skin few seconds ago, he recalled his first meeting with Jia Li at the Shanghai airport. She had clutched her chest in exactly the same spot, at that time. He hadn't bothered with the details then but vividly remembered the blood which had seeped through her sweater when he had met her outside the washroom.

”It's been more than three months,” he replied to the nurse.

She nodded her head in understanding.

”The patient is disoriented due to the hit on her skull. It is possible that she is reliving her most recent trauma. There is nothing to worry about. She will be fine when she wakes up,” she explained and reassured him.

Shanghai, Tang's condo

It was not even morning yet. Like always, she came to him with her arms wide open. Her eyes sparkled with mischievous, smiling expression. She was here to tease him again, his innocent siren.