Love Doctor

Part 85 Incident Elevator

Alan rushed to the hospital. There is a patient in an urgent condition that he must deal with immediately. Alan half-stepped running into his study. Change his clothes and wash his hands thoroughly.

"How is he doing?" alan asked a nurse.

"Anesthetic doctors are handling it, will soon enter the procedure for docking surgery"

"All right, get everything ready" Alan rushed to the operating room, followed by the nurse who ran after him.

Inside the room were anaesthetic specialists, surgeons, internal medicine specialists and Alan thoracic cardio specialists.

The most precarious situation of what else was being handled was an important official. He is a figure who is so loved by the public because of his kindness and sincerely help the people.

For six more hours Dr. Alan and other doctors were in the surgical room.

Doctor Alan came out of the surgical room with a tired face but he looked relieved.

"Doctor.." a soft voice stopped Alan's steps. He looked back and there stood Ivana, the doctor holding the shirt.

Looks like it was Alan's shirt he wore yesterday.

"What's wrong?" alan asked coldly.

"I want to return the doctor's shirt. I washed the dock"

"Just put it on my desk" Alan stepped back, Ivana chasing from behind. Until the elevator doors open. Both of them were in one elevator with an awkward and clumsy atmosphere.

Ivana herself is confused and sometimes Alan's doctor looks a little kind to her but often looks cold and hateful to Ivana.

Alan stared straight at the elevator door that was about to descend to the eighth floor. Ivana was also speechless still holding the neatly folded shirt.

Suddenly the elevator shook and the elevator lights instantly went off. Ivana dropped the shirt that she had been guarding earlier so as not to be shabby because it was in a neat iron. The shirt slammed on the floor, Ivana immediately looked for a handle on the edge of the elevator. He was shaking and was afraid.

"Ivanna?" Alan shook Ivana's shoulders, unexpectedly Ivana slammed into Alan's arms with trembling body, her voice gago and her breathing suddenly tight.

"Ivana what happened?!"

Is he a dark phobia? why is it so bad?...

Ivana kept shaking her head because she had difficulty speaking. Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

Alan patted Ivana's shoulder slowly, which was still in his arms.

"Calm down, it's okay, it's just an elevator that's erring. We'll be safe, don't worry. Don't be afraid of Ivana" Alan said. The man now looks human and lovingly calms down the frightened Ivana.

"Calm down, if you're afraid of the dark, take a breath and exhale slowly"

Ivana without saying much immediately obeyed Alan's orders. After that he felt a little calm, not how long the elevator lights on and the elevator moved back slowly.

Ivana's face looked slightly relieved, her hands still clutching Alan's shoulders.

"Well, can you take your grip off?" alan's voice surprised Ivana who had just been relieved.

"Ah sorry doctor" Ivana hurriedly took off her grip and she immediately grabbed the shirt that was lying on the floor.

"Sorry doctor" said Ivana softly as she looked at the now shabby and messy shirt.

"Here" Alan snatched his shirt violently.

"If you go upstairs make sure you're not alone in the elevator. Or you can ...." Alan did not continue his words. He could not bear to see Ivana's face was still pale.

Alan shook his head as he walked briskly as soon as the elevator door opened. He headed to his office to change clothes.