Chapter 150 - Between Denial and Acceptance (2) (2/2)

However, if her fainting and headaches are consistent, you should consult a neurologist. If he suspects anything, you can do MRV of the brain. It's an invasive procedure and doesn't have any harmful effect on the body.”

”I see. Thank you for your time doctor.” Eshan nodded his head.

I noticed his hand had balled into a fist under the table after listening to Dr. Riya's words. He was scared, yet he didn't show it on his face. As much as the new information worried me, I knew there was no use in getting worried over with.

Hospitals scared me, yet for his peace of mind, I pushed back my fears. I slipped my hand in his as I tugged at our joined hands so that we could leave her cabin. The white walls were starting to get on my nerves. Thankfully, she didn't insist on having injections for my low hemoglobin.

Eshan stood up and mechanically walked out with me. His other hand holding the file slightly trembled when we crossed the neurology department. The appointments were full for the day, and they weren't taking any more patients. I could hardly control my nervousness in the hospital full of doctors, nurses, interns, and patients. I wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible. However, Eshan seemed to be having other plans.

”Let me call Dr. Mittal and ask if he could do something for our appointment,” Eshan said pulling at my hand.

I stopped walking and stood beside him in the corridor. I wanted to stop him. We could always come later by taking a proper appointment. There was no need for asking favors for such small things. However, he had pulled out his phone and dialed Dr. Mittal's number before I could say anything.

Standing beside Eshan, I took out my phone from the purse I was carrying. Just I opened a browser my mobile was taken out of my hand. Puzzled, I looked up to see Eshan pocketing my mobile. He had nonchalant expression all the while as if he just did not take away my mobile without my permission.

'What the-'

”Yes, I understand. Thank you!” He replied into the phone.

I stared accusingly at him. Why would he snatch away my mobile? I just wanted to distract myself a bit.

”Is it? I don't think you wanted to distract yourself, rather you wanted to search about what possible illnesses you could have,” Eshan said as he peered at me through his long eyelashes.

Could Eshan read minds? He correctly pointed out what I was about to do. After all, no one could control their curiosity. I was no different.

Eshan ruffled my hair as he shook his head helplessly. ”Stop over thinking. I'm worried as well. Let's just not reach to any conclusion. Dr. Mittal said he would arrange for our appointment. He's on his way. We would see other things after going home. Okay?”

I bit my lip sighing softly.

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