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2- Emergency

Suhani's Pov

"Nooo!" I woke up in a panic, my heart racing. I glanced at the clock.

"5 am?"I mumbled, grabbing the glass of water on the bedside table. I gulped it down, my hands shaky. Tears blurred my vision, my forehead was sweaty, and I had goosebumps all over. I turned on the lights, trying to calm myself.

"That same nightmare..." I whispered, closing my eyes as tears filled them again.

"Why did you leave me, Maa... Papa? I miss you." I said quietly, getting up from my bed, trying to shake off the scary thoughts.

After getting ready in my peach-colored suit pant, I went to the mirror and applied my lavender perfume, the soothing scent bringing me a bit of comfort. I gathered my important files, stethoscope, and purse, making sure everything was in order. Taking a deep breath, I exited my room, prepared to face another day at the hospital.
I went downstairs to the kitchen and made myself some toast and tea. As I ate breakfast, I played some old Hindi songs to distract myself from the morning's incident. The familiar melodies helped calm my nerves. After finishing, I grabbed my coat, car keys, and my important stuff, then exited the house, making sure to lock the door properly.I got into my car, started the engine, and drove off to the hospital. The radio played softly in the background, filling the car with soothing tunes as I navigated through the morning traffic.

As I focused on the road, the news headline from the radio caught my attention: "Prince Aditya Singh Rathore credits his grandmother for the success of his new project currently under construction. He also shared his thoughts on becoming the King of Udaipur after his coronation in the upcoming years."I heard while keeping my eyes firmly on the road ahead.

"Well, these news channels have nothing better to do than poke into someone's personal life, all the time" I muttered as I continued driving. "They never care about the struggles of normal and poor people, but they're always covering the lives of the rich and wealthy." I changed the radio channel, switching to music to drown out the boring headlines.

"Tere naina, tere naina..." I hummed along with the song, feeling a little more at ease. But my mood quickly soured when I saw a young girl lying on the road, clearly the victim of a major accident. A crowd had gathered around her, but instead of helping, they were busy clicking photos and making videos.

Anger surged through me as I pulled over and stopped my car. I jumped out and marched towards the crowd, fury burning in my veins at the sight of their indifference. I had to do something , to help her.

I pushed past the crowd and knelt beside the unconscious girl lying on the road. The sight of her pale, lifeless face filled me with urgency.

"Do you all have any shame? She's lying here unconscious, and all you care about is making videos and clicking photos? Instead of helping, you're just standing around!" I snapped, my voice laced with anger.

Ignoring the crowd's murmurs, I quickly put my stethoscope on her chest to check her heartbeat. Relief washed over me when I heard the faint but steady thump of her heart.

"Her heart's beating. Thank God" I muttered to myself before turning to the crowd. "Help me get her to my car. I'm a doctor—I'll take her to the hospital." 

Two men finally stepped forward and helped me carefully lift her. I opened the car door and, with their assistance, gently placed her on the backseat, making sure she was as comfortable as possible.

Her head was bleeding, and I quickly grabbed the first aid kit from my purse. I carefully wiped the blood, applied ointment, and wrapped a bandage around her head, trying to stop the bleeding as much as I could.

Once I was done, I rushed to the driver's seat and started the car, speeding towards the hospital.

15 minutes later...

I pulled up in front of the hospital gate and immediately called for help. Two ward boys hurried over with a stretcher, and together, we carefully lifted the girl from the car and placed her on it.

Without wasting a moment, we wheeled her towards the emergency room. A few of my fellow doctors quickly joined in, ready to help. We moved swiftly, knowing that every second counted.

After an hour

Dr. Vashisht glanced at me with relief. "you brought her here on time, Suhani. If you hadn't, it would've been impossible to save her—she's already lost a lot of blood."

"It's my duty, Dr. Vashisht. After all, we've taken an oath to protect and save lives" I said, feeling a sense of fulfillment after helping her. But there was no time to rest. I quickly went to change. I had to prepare for another surgery in the afternoon. Today was a double shift, and I also needed to visit the charitable hospital for the weekly checkup.

The day was going to be a tough one. I hadn't been sleeping properly for the past four or five days, and the workload was piling up.

Dr. Sharma approached me as I was getting ready. "Dr. Suhani, is everything ready for the surgery?"

"Yes, sir" I replied, feeling a rush of excitement. It was my first time assisting Dr. Sharma in surgery. He wasn't just renowned in Delhi, he was among the top ten cardiologists in India. Assisting him was not just a job—it was an honor, and I felt incredibly lucky to have this opportunity.

In the evening

"Dr. Shweta, can you show me those files I asked about?" I inquired, glancing up from my desk. She was an intern under me.

"Yes sure ma'am" she replied, handing me the files. I took them and began checking each detail meticulously, making sure I didn't overlook anything.

After reviewing the file, I nodded approvingly. "Good! Now take Dr. Ahana's signature and submit the file to Dr. Vashisht's cabin" I said with a smile. She returned the smile, took the file from me, and headed out to complete the task.

Suddenly, I glanced at the clock. "Oh no, I'm late!" I exclaimed, realizing I had lost track of time. I quickly wrapped up my things in the cabin, grabbed my bag, and rushed toward my car after signing out of the hospital.

After parking my car, I rushed into the hospital, reaching the ward 30 minutes later.

"I'm really sorry, Sister Avika! I got held up" I said, as I entered.

"No problem at all, Dr. Suhani. The patients just finished their dinner and were waiting for you" she replied, greeting me with a warm smile.

I nodded appreciatively and went around to check on each patient, ensuring they were comfortable and recovering well.

"Everything seems to be fine" I said confidently. "I know you handle everything perfectly even without my presence."

"I do nothing compared to you, Dr. Suhani. You always take care of everyone without expecting anything in return. You have such a great and beautiful heart" Sister Avika said, her smile genuine and kind.

Her words filled me with warmth, reminding me why I loved being a doctor.

"It's nothing big, Sister. After all, it's my duty and I love my work, and doing this makes me feel close to my parents and my maasi. It feels as if they're here with me, smiling proudly at their daughter for doing something good" I said, and she gently patted my head. Sister Avika was in her mid-fifties, but she treated me like her own daughter, always offering warmth and wisdom.

After finishing the check-up, she looked at me with a knowing expression.

"By the way, did you eat anything?" she asked.Oh no, I had completely forgotten to have my dinner.

"Y-yes, I did. How about you?" I tried to cover up.

Sister Avika pinched my ear lightly. "Yeah, I can see that," she said, looking disappointed.

"How do you always find out?" I asked, caught red-handed.

"Because I know you well, my child" she replied, releasing my ear.

"Why are you always so careless, Suhani? You really need to pay more attention to your health. You always forget to have dinner" she scolded, concern etched on her face.

I cupped her cheeks, trying to lighten the mood. "I do that so I can listen to your scoldings, Sister Avika" I joked, hoping to make her smile.

"Yeah, yeah, sure" she said, a small grin breaking through her frown.

"Okay, come on! We'll have dinner together" I said, watching her face light up with joy.

"Okay!" she replied, smiling widely.

"Yes, come on, let's eat" I said, gripping her hand and leading her to a chair in the next room. I sat down in front of her, and she began feeding me. In turn, I fed her, but she kept slipping in bites thinking I wouldn't notice.

"Alright, I'm full now. Are you planning to turn me into a fatty?" I joked, and she chuckled.

"I wish I could make you a little fatter. You're so skinny and never take care of your body" she said with a teasing tone.

"Sister Avika, it's called a zero figure, you wouldn't understand, and my metabolism is quite good you know" I replied playfully.

"Oh yeah?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah!" I giggled, enjoying our banter.

I leaned in and hugged her tightly. She embraced me back, her expression shifting to concern. "Suhani, please take care of yourself" she urged.

"I will, Sister Avika. Don't worry. If I ever stop following your advice, just scold me, alright?" I said, trying to ease her mind. She giggled at my words and nodded.

"Now go, you're getting late, you have a shift tomorrow" she said, gently nudging me toward the door.

I nodded and left the hospital, feeling grateful for her care and warmth.

At home

As I was driving, the rain started pouring down. I pressed on the accelerator, eager to get home as soon as possible. After a long hour on the road, I finally reached home. I quickly locked the door behind me and made my way to my room, exhausted.

When I entered, my eyes landed on the clock. It was already midnight. I hurried to the bathroom for a quick bath to wash away the fatigue of the day.

After my shower, I slipped into my comfortable pajamas and went straight to bed, craving sleep. I glanced at the photo frames on my side table—one of my parents and another of my maasi.

"Good night, Maa and Papa" I whispered, kissing their photo frame gently.

"Oh yeah, you too, maasi" I added, leaning over to kiss her frame as well before settling into bed.

I closed my eyes, listening to the soothing sound of the rain against the window. The rhythmic patter relaxed my mind, and I felt myself drifting off.

Sleep enveloped me almost instantly, carrying me away from the worries of the day and into a world of dreams.

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