He shook his head and pinched the tube. “This is a temporary measure,” he said as he emptied the contents of the syringe into my drip.
“Isn’t this administered as a jab?” I inquired suspiciously. Isn’t it normal to inject a patient with antihistamine instead of administering it through the drip?
The doctor adjusted the speed. “It’s saline. The previous batch was too concentrated; this is just to water it down slightly. Don’t worry, it won’t affect anything.”
I wasn’t familiar with medical procedures, but even in my ignorance, this explanation felt too far-fetched to me. But my nagging suspicion was unable to identify what was wrong.
Without a concrete reason to raise any objections, I settled down and accepted it without complaint.
The doctor eventually moved to other patients to carry out the same procedure. My suspicions evaporated when I observed his deftness in carrying out his duty. Soon after, I closed my eyes again.
A while later, I could no longer deny feeling that something was wrong. My eyelids felt too heavy to open.
Suspicion and fear clouded my mind. I groped for my hand and pinched it hard. After ascertaining that I was not dreaming, I mustered all my strength to wrench my eyes open.
The sight of the doctor standing menacingly before I had confirmed my fears.
I reached out to push him away, but he suddenly lifted me up and out of the corridor.
As the sedative began to take effect, I reminded myself over and over again to stay awake.
down hard again on my tongue and the pain of it was immense. By this time, I found myself
was to struggle to free myself, but I felt
he walked in with me. He pressed for a certain floor but
only thing that I felt sure of was that he had selected the lowest of the blurry red dots on the lift panel. It was
deep into my palms to maintain my
we exited. I had thought that he was going to throw me into a
thrust into had succeeded in
not to this extent. This was something else; it was sub-zero temperatures that could
where I was flashed dully but clearly in my mind. The
was at the bottom of
reason for a garage to be at
my wits under the extreme cold. The sight that greeted me upon opening my eyes was one of pure terror. It
my field of vision. I heard the sound of
felt myself being placed into a container that was
of creaks later, I was
remainder of my wits allowed me to conclude
my predicament, the only act I was capable of was to reach
through my entire being. I knew that I would be doomed if nobody were to come to my rescue. And
When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett) Chapter 789
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Scarlett became pregnant with Ashton a married man. Confused about whether to discuss this with Ashton? Will Ashton accept this? Will Ashton leave his wife for her? And what will life be like for Scarlett and her child?
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