Mentari for Dawn

Mentari for Dawn
CHAPTER 70 - Azoospermia Testicular



How did he get that woman out of his mind?! Gerald's daydream was interrupted as he gasped at the sound of the door being knocked from outside.


"Lake in!" Gerald exclaimed lazily and resentfully.


The door is open.


"Eh, doctor" Gerald was surprised to see the presence of the doctor in charge of his care entering the room.


"Good day Mr. Gerald" greeted the man's doctor with a friendly smile, as he walked closer to the bed where Gerald sat leaning against the pillow placed on his back.


"Dock's over" replied Gerald coldly.


"How are you doing now? Are you feeling better?"


"Yes this is how Doc is. I'm actually very bored here. About when can I go home? My job is still a lot. But if I leave the hospital prematurely, I will definitely be taken care of by my mom and Oma all out"


The middle-aged man smiled as he shook his head to hear the ravings and moans of his patient. "Patient Mr. Gerald yes. If your condition has improved, we will definitely allow you to leave this hospital. But first, I have something to tell you. It's about your condition sir" he said, apparently hesitant to say.


"What's wrong with my condition? How does the doctor seem to be serious? I feel better" asked Gerald confusedly.


The doctor took out a white envelope from inside his white coat, then opened and took out the contents. "So sir, according to the results of our medical examination, the accident that you experienced, resulted in a fairly hard collision in the middle of the ********** you, which makes you have testicular azoospermia...." The doctor explained while reading the letter that had been laid out in his hand.


"Dok, this means how? Azoospermic? Whatisit? I don't get it. Please explain clearly, don't beat around the bush" Gerald frowned confused and a little upset at the doctor's explanation he thought was unclear.


"So, sir, this condition is when a man has damage to the structure or function of his test, which results in a man can not have offspring, which can not have children, unable to fertilize an egg owned by your partner, when having a husband and wife relationship" the doctor explained patiently and in as much detail as possible.


"Do you mean, I m*nd*l?" Exclaimed Gerald with wide eyes.


"More or less.... Like that sir...." The doctor hesitated and his face lowered. Afraid that his explanation would shock his patients and take offense. And such things have often been experienced, every time they convey the results of the diagnosis that they cannot accept.


"Doctor don't joke! Don't mess! You know who I am, and what can I do if you dare to play me?!" Gerald emphasized sharply. His frightening gaze made the doctor's guts grow shrinking.


"Sorry sir, but I never play around or joke around. We've done a thorough examination such as hormone tests, ultrasound, even CT scans, and the results are one hundred percent you have azoospermia, which makes it difficult for you to impregnate women...." The doctor spoke quietly again so that the man did not get more angry.


"Ba-good sir" With a body that began to tremble in fear, the doctor nodded quickly. He was horrified to have to linger in front of this temperamental man.


He turned around to immediately leave the room. But his steps stopped when he saw someone standing at the door.


Intrigued to see the man still standing in his place, Gerald stared at the door following the doctor's view. How surprised he was to see a very familiar person standing at the doorstep, and looking at him with an astonished and confused look.


Gerald glanced at the presence of the person he hated most in his room. His feelings become misgivings. What's Dawn doing here? And since when did he come? Has he been here since and heard everything this doctor siam*lan said about his condition?!


If so, end it with its own shame! If the diagnosis was correct, how much he had such a fatal flaw as a man! And that deficiency was known to his greatest enemy! Damnit damnit!! He did not want anyone to know about this extremely embarrassing condition, let alone that sibedebah!!


Gerald roughly pulled the shoulder of the doctor's shirt to make the man's body bend over to him.


"Doctor's out now. And don't even try to talk about your diagnosis to anyone, or you'll know the consequences" half-whispering Gerald threatened the doctor with a sharp look.


The doctor swallowed his saliva, so afraid that he would have no choice but to nod, for this man seemed to be serious about his threat.


"Iy-iya sir, I'm sorry" The doctor turned his back, and walked at a rapid pace towards the exit.


Arriving at the doorstep he threw a strained smile at Dawn, before it passed from before the two men of that age.


Dawn looked at the two men in confusion. His heart wondered curiously, what made the doctor look so frightened? And why does Gerald look so angry? What did the doctor do that made Gerald so emotional? The question kept swirling in his head.


She saw Gerald whispering while clutching the doctor's shirt. His position standing a little distance away from them made him unable to hear what Gerald was saying to the doctor. What exactly happened to her brother? It seemed like the problem was so serious that it made Gerald so emotional.


"Well, are you here? Wanna spy on me?" Gerald's touch that made Dawn shocked and set his eyes on her brother who was looking at her with a sharp and antipathy gaze.


Dawn heaved a heavy sigh hearing Gerald's accusation. He knew his arrival here would never get a good reception from his brother. But he must try to be patient. His arrival here is not to look for a storm.


"I don't have time to spy on you. But I just came here to see your condition. Whether you want to believe it or not, but as a brother, I am also very worried about you. And I hope you're okay, not badly hurt...." Fajar answered calmly and seriously while walking closer to the bed where his brother was.


"Stop making small talk, or be nice in front of me. Because whatever you say, I'm not touched at all. Because to me, whatever words come out of your mouth, they are nothing more than trash" Tukas Gerald was cold and scathing.