
Image and doctor Rahma finally arrived at the doorstep of the patient less sane treated. He says rich people but wits like uneducated people. Read basmalah asthma before entering. What challenge awaits him.
Rahma pushes the sliding door slowly fearing the patient is sleeping. Their job is to heal the sick, not to make people sicker. Two days ago Heru was still healthy and allowed to go home. The man insisted that he had not recovered and would not be treated at home.
Instead of getting healed even drop because they do not want to eat anything. Everyday rely on intravenous fluids. Eat enough nutritional intake for people as big as Heru sir.
There was a beautiful woman dressed in a lethargic menor dress sitting beside Heru's bed. Heru was lying on the bed with a deathly pale face.
The image was shocked to see Heru's change. Two days without seeing the man drop very far from his shadow. The unexpected image in this world there are people as ridiculous as toying with their own lives.
The image asks Rahma's stethoscope to check Heru's condition. Image check pulse and heart rate. Slightly weakened due to lack of food intake. Skin wrinkled lack of fluid.
"Speed up the infusion fluid. Find the porridge and sugar water!" The image gave orders to Rahma to quickly handle Heru. Let that man's life pass away.
"You're angry Citra?" search Rahma no longer use official calls.
"Doctor Rahma... Patients treated in the hospital why can get to gini? Where are you guys anyway?" namel Citra was upset that the nurses were not on good duty.
"He doesn't want to eat! Been persuaded to refuse. We can what?" Rahma asked for understanding Citra.
"Doctor Rahma.now bring soft food first. Later we take a blood sample check the lab cause Sir Heru drop! Call the nurse here!"
"Yes.I'm looking for food! I'll have the nurse take a blood sample." Rahma was ashamed of being reprimanded by junior. Rahma should be more concerned with patients than Citra. The image so the doctor has not come out of ten fingers while the doctor Rahma has passed decades.
Rahma went to Citra's canteen and focused on the Greek god-like man. Sangar. In a conscious state of unconsciousness is still left unfading fondness.
The image patted Heru's cheek gently. There was no reaction once. Both Citra use both hands pat Heru cheek as gently as possible. The beautiful woman guard Heru watched Citra's movements with a sharp look. There was a hint of jealousy on the woman's face.
The image of stupidity with the jealousy of Heru's partner. He came to save patients instead of seducing patients. The patient's life is more important than unwarranted jealousy. Only fools are jealous of doctors.
Heru opened his eyes. The light of the man's eyes seemed as if he had not realized where he was. Image breathing relief patient not coma.
"I'm dead?" lirih Heru could not believe that before his eyes there was an angel of dreams.
"Huusss..the healthy father of walafiat!" tukas Citra resuscitated Heru.
"Kok I saw the angel of heaven?" racau Heru was still staring at Citra without blinking.
The image codes Heru's woman to get closer. The angel in question Heru may be his partner then Citra asks the woman to come closer. The woman as fast as lightning stood near Heru. Put a sweet face captivates Heru's tribe. Heru once thought she was an angel of heaven.
"This is my father's angel!" citra said gently so that Heru did not get carried away with hallucinations in the seventh heaven.
"I'm not.My nose is beautiful like you! You're my bidadar!" Heru said ngawur.
The image sighed dizzy. Heru was being embarrassed or was playing tricks on him. From the talk ngawur. Clearly he's a neurosurgeon rising to the rank of angel.
Lady Heru straighten her lips angrily ignored Heru. Belain keep Heru welcome ngeselin heart.
"Sorry Lady Heru! Your husband may be hallucinating. It is natural for a new person to be aware of fainting! Let him eat and drink! He will recover as before." Citra said to have a good effect on Heru women.
"Oh, that's it Doc! When will he recover?"
"Soonly.nah! Let's get a blood sample, check the lab, find out where your husband's disease is! Help hold his hand! It may be a little difficult because the veneer sinks due to lack of fluids."
A nurse came with a tray containing a vacutainer tube and a syringe to suck blood from the vein. Blood samples will be stored in the vacutainer tube to be taken to the laboratory. There the blood will be processed to find the cause of the sick patient.
"A injection again, dear?" tanya Heru is aimed at whom. The image consider it to be for the guard woman of Heru.
"Not knowing! The doctor said to check for a sore mas!" the woman felt loved by Heru. Citra and the nurse did not comment because they were busy looking for the vein of Heru's blood just between the folds of the arm.
The image patted Heru's arm to make the vena arise. Miss nurse helped the doctor so that the task quickly run. Heru is not a favorite patient of nurses because of his many behaviors. It is difficult to work together to find healing. You cannot be sick but do not want to take medicine. When can be cured if only rely on intravenous fluids.
"Search on the back of the hand sus! Veins are hard to come by." The image turned the eyes on the veins on the back of Heru's hand. Smaller veins are harder to draw blood from. There is no other way but to try from a small vein.
Heru just silently tortured Citra. No complaints came out of the mouth of the man of the Greek god. It is common for girls to fall in love with Heru. His charisma is incredible. In the drop condition gini still emanated a strong aura.
Amazing cooperation has yielded results. The image successfully sucked Heru's blood one small tube. The image writes something on the note for the nurse to carry out a series of lab checks.
The nurse went out after permission from Citra. Citra is a reliable doctor, every order of Image is certainly for the recovery of patients.
"Where sir? Any good?" tanya Image attention drip infusion running fast. The image deliberately accelerates fluid down to reduce dehydration Heru.
"Originally, my dear doctor is healthy! Where are these two days? Missed you!" heru said shamelessly. Dare to reveal your heart in front of your own woman. How that woman feels Heru says miss another woman.
A picture is not a person without a heart. The image ever felt the pain of being betrayed by a partner then understand the destruction of the heart of Heru women. The image shook the code to the woman so as not to care about Heru's ravings.
"Mr rest yes! Calm yourself so that your mind recovers!" persuade Citra keep the feelings of Heru women.
Rahma returned to the room carrying a bowl of porridge and a glass of warm milk. Rahma was grateful that Heru was conscious even though she was pale. Rahma worries Heru's dropping out of control. The hospital can verdict Rahma not becus take care of patients. The patient does not want to cooperate follow the advice of the doctor.
"Father eat first! Guarantee you will be fresh! Come on, please bribe her husband!" The image gives a chance to women dress up menor take care of Heru.
Rahma handed the woman a bowl and milk according to Citra's instructions. Rahma, of course, hopes Heru will eat to end the hunger strike.
The image and Rahma took a step back to give the couple a place to interact. Citra and Rahma look at each other praying that Heru is willing to be invited to make peace. Age as high as a clothesline pole but the behavior of a small boy likes to sulk.
Beyond a doubt Heru refused to be bribed miss Menor. The man shits his face and does not accept the hot porridge from the hand of Miss Menor. The image growls in the heart. The patient is most difficult to manage as long as he is a doctor. Even small children can still obey if they are subject to the seduction of image. This one is getting older.
Rahma pokes ass Citra give code forward replacein woman. The image of thinking for a moment just forward take over the bowl from the hand of the lady. The woman handed the bowl with a heavy heart. Plan to find love Heru foundered already.
The image of blowing the porridge twice just instilled into the mouth of the boy. Like a robot hit by a remote control, Heru opened his mouth to receive a porridge feed Citra. Little by little the porridge moved to Heru's stomach until the bowl was clean. There is no rejection until milk participates in Heru's stomach.
Rahma surprise Citra is so easy to deal with patients less common sense. In the hands of Citra all went smoothly like water flowing from a faucet. Seamless without hindrance.
Heru's meal is over. The man smiled satisfied with the services of the prettiest doctor in this hospital. A month's pain is also not what the origin of the doctor is Citra.
The image of Kok felt Heru deliberately lure her into a private nurse. Twice Heru went on hunger strike, twice also Citra bribed him. Did Heru lack of work want to trouble him! What purpose did the man do silly invite the attention of the image.
"Sir.now rest! If it's not good, call a nurse. I have to go back to practice. The patient is waiting."
"Yes baby!" Heru smiled sweetly.
Rahma laughed inwardly seeing Citra's wrinkled face called affection by Heru. The image of vomiting is called affection by adult patients. If the child patients who call Citra do not mind. This cute pretentious old man makes things.
Others can misunderstand Citra's thought of seducing patients. The image of the vow of death has no interest in guys for a while. Any guy will not be able to knock on the door of the heart of the image that has been rusted. It's hard to open.
The image codes Heru's woman to come with him out. Rahma helped Heru lie down in a comfortable position so that the man could sleep well.
Out there Citra directly holds the hand of Heru woman so as not to misunderstand. It did not cross the mind of Citra to do evil to fellow women. He felt the bitterness of being cheated. Imagery does not allow itself to hurt women.
"Sorry madam! You know I'm nothing with madam's husband! Maybe Mr. Heru is not fully aware then ngawur. We wait for him to wake up and check what's going on."
The woman nodded in confidence. Citra does not show the likes of Heru. Clearly Citra tried to avoid Heru. Heru himself kegeeran consider Citra as a lover of the heart.
"I knew.. The doctor was not wrong! It's Heru who's missing."
"Thank you for your understanding! I have to leave because my patients are waiting. Please persuade him to drink and eat a lot! If he's strong, he can go home!"
"Thank you doc! Sorry, My Heru! He likes to fuck!"
"I'm used to dealing with weird patients! Ok. I stay! If there's any trouble meeting me on the nerves." The image patted the shoulder of Heru's woman while throwing a peaceful smile. The image stepped away to meet another task.
Being able to do something for the patient is a matter of satisfaction. The image is useful when the patient is healthy. That is the noble purpose of a doctor.
Citra had no time to think of Heru. Dozens of patients are waiting for the magic of touch. The patients are mostly stroke patients of varying degrees. From the severe to the mild. All images are handled wholeheartedly without making a difference. Patients are treated according to the level of the disease.
By midday, many patients. The image is recalled in Azzam and Afifa. They went to school until four in the afternoon. Maybe Alvan doesn't know the schedule of the two children's study. Monday to Wednesday at four in the afternoon, Thursday and Friday at noon.
Image afraid Alvan take time to pick up the children at noon. The man won't get anything because the two boys are still learning. Citra was forced to call Alvan so as not to pick up Azzam and Afifa. There's no point in doing things in vain.
Enable cell phone imagery when no patient is present. The patient is still there but it's doctor's time for lunch. Citra will pray first before going to the canteen contents of the middle island of the body. Without the help of food from which the powerful energy serves the patients who queue for treatment.
The image of Alvan's phone first before going to the musholla in the hospital. Established prayer is the same as establishing the strength of the feet. All complaints will be conveyed to Allah SWT. The most appropriate place to complain is certainly only on the visitation of His Holiness Allah SWT.
"Hello. assalamualaikum..!"
"Waalaikumsalam..tumben phone? No dear pulses?"
"Hopefully.I just want to tell you to pick up the kids at four in the afternoon."
"Oh that I already know! Afifa said that. Already eaten?"
"You pray first. Just finished checking the patient."
"The patient is finished?"
"There's still. Connect after lunch. You didn't visit Karin?"
"Later afternoon. It's still busy. Oya...Heru's patient has returned?"
Citra cannot be the story that in the morning Heru has made a move to force Citra to be her baby sister. The image is not not not knowing Alvan and Heru are friends at the business desk. Complaining unnecessary just makes Alvan's heart even less tasty.
"Not home. Still sick he said. He is a patient of Dr. Rahma. I'm just a neurosurgeon. Recovery under the control of Rahma's doctor."
"Good.I don't like you being close to him!"
"What good? I'm a doctor responsible for the health of patients. I'm still monitoring Mr. Heru's recovery even if it's not my part. You know a doctor's oath, right? Prefer patients in any precarious atmosphere."
"That's if your patient is sane. Heru is not sane. He's as good as the stomach to buy a hospital to be close to you."