HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
291. I Want
"Doctor.it's time to go home, everything is done," a nurse who had been waiting in front of the operating room lowered her head into the room. I was confused about what the doctor was doing in there.
"Go home! No need to wait for me Sister, your task is done" said Rosalia from the inside.
The nurse looked puzzled, there was no way she would leave Rosalia alone there, because she was secured to lock the operating room, her officers had gone home first because of family needs.
"Suster, why are you still here? Wasn't the operating schedule completed 40 minutes ago?" a baritone from behind.
The nurse turned her head, she hurriedly bowed respectfully, upon realizing who had come. "Good night, Doctor Faraz. The doctor was right, but inside there's Rosalia's doctor" he told the hospital's chief.
The middle-aged man stared briefly at the open door and then turned back to the nurse who was standing nearby.
"Well, I'll check what the Rosalia doctor's doing inside." the man stepped in, while the nurse waited outside.
"Good night, Doctor Rosalia."
Rosalia vehemently turned around, she changed her shocked look with a smile when she saw a man her father's age was there. "Good night, too Doc. Doctors are not usually still in the hospital this late." said Rosalia sober, even though she had known and often saw the head of the hospital that often do it.
"I was just going around, looking at the atmosphere of this hospital," said the man with a faint smile. "Then, what's doctor Rosa doing here, isn't the operation long over?" asked the man while looking at the operating room that looked neat and clean.
"I'm just tidying up some messy stuff Doc" said Rosalia.
"Doctor Rosa doesn't need to do that, isn't there an officer who will do that. Rosa's doctor's job is to treat patients only. Do not let because of fatigue, the main work of the doctor will be hampered." gently reprimand.
"I just want to spend some time, Doc. I don't want to be quiet, I want to keep working, I want to keep busy, I want to keep-"
Rosalia then fell silent, instantly realizing she had spoken so long as a train.
"I-I'm fine, Doc," Rosalia hurriedly puts on her smile, keeping everything she feels for herself.
"Doctor was right, I had to stay healthy in order to handle the patients, so I have to go home now. Will I be back here again tomorrow?" Rosalia bowed respectfully then without speaking again immediately rushed over.
Doctor Faraz stared at the passing of Rosalia from before him, little did he know enough about Rosalia who had worked for three years in the hospital he led.
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"Rosalia's home?" The journalist handed his work coat to his wife.
"Not yet Pah, he said there was a schedule of operations tonight. It should be home by this hour, " while looking at the room wall clock that shows at 12 p.m.
"Have you called?" ask the reporters worried.
"It was, but it wasn't lifted. Call the hospital he said was still in the operating room." said Rosalie.
"Father pick up Rosalia now. Please get me a jacket," Reporter grabbed the car he had put on his wife's dresser and put on the jacket Rosalie had just taken from the closet.
Drum! Drum! Drum!
Rosalie and the journalist looked at each other for a moment. "That's the sound of Rosalia's car," he immediately ran towards the curtain curtain, and wiped it. Sure enough, down there, Rosalia's driving her car into the garage.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief to see Rosalia had returned home despite the late night.
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