Code LOVE (7)

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 Dharaa got busy with her work. She hadn't crossed paths with Prithvi, neither at the hospital nor at the college. It was out of sight out of mind, kind of a thing.

As usual Dharaa was driving to the hospital when suddenly a black van stopped her car. Dharaa was confused. Four men dressed in black suits got down from the van. They asked Dharaa to get down from her car. She got scared and warned them that she's going to call the police. But one of them showed her his ID. 

"National Security, special agent", she read it loud. 

Please come with us Mam, the agent said.

Where are you taking me? What have I done? I'm an honest doctor...I..., Dharaa was making her side clear.

You haven't done anything wrong doctor. But we need a doctor urgently. Please come with us, the agent politely said. 

The courteous mannerisms of the agents pacified Dharaa.

The agent ordered one of the them to drive Dharaa's car and asked her to get seated in their van. They blind folded her, Sorry doctor due to security reasons we cannot let you know the location, they said.

Dharaa couldn't fathom what was going on. But if it was for our national security, she was feeling proud to help on one hand but was a bit sceptical too. She kept her bag close to her which had an army knife in it.

They reached the location. Dharaa was taken in and then her blind fold was removed. 

Dharaa rubbed her eyes and looked around. It was sort of a hideout place. Not very brightly lit. And she saw Prithvi lying on a bed. He was profusely bleeding. Prithvi was holding some cotton, tightly with his both palms, on the left side of his stomach, just above his waist. 

Bring the medical kit from my car please, Dharaa said as she rushed to help Prithvi. I will need some medicines, injections, gauze and a few more things, she said looking at the wound. Scribbling on her notepad she handed over prescription to the agents.

Can you take off the shirt?, Dharaa asked Prithvi. 

Hmmm, Prithvi nodded and tried to unbutton the shirt.

Wait, Dharaa said as she cut open the shirt with the army knife from her bag.

Prithvi looked at her but she was unfazed. She tried to stop the blood with some more cotton.

Once she got the required things she needed, she cleaned the wound. What about the bullet?, she asked Prithvi. 

I...I didn't get hit, bullet brushed passed thankfully, he said, his voice was shaking due to the unbearable pain. Yet he was controlling his screech. 

Dharaa looked at him, Patients who are injured like so usually scream when they come to the hospital. You seem to be calm Mr. Professor. Do they train you for this in the engineering college?, Dharaa taunted him, trying to distract him from the ordeal.

Not in the engineering college, but yes, in the academy they do, Prithvi replied, clinching his teeth.

Dharaa gave some injections to him and started suturing his wound, This will be immensely painful. Your sedatives haven't yet kicked in. Hold on to something or hold some cotton between your teeth, Dharaa said.

Yes doc, Prithvi said as he held on to the edge of the bed tightly. 

He squeezed shut his eyes and pressed his one foot over the other. Urgh, he moaned once.

Dharaa glanced at him and then continued suturing. 

Done!, she said. Prithvi can you slightly sit up? I need to bandage the wound.

Prithvi opened his eyes and tried to sit up. Dharaa held his arms and helped him. Prithvi looked at her. Dharaa's eyes seemed full of questions and the kohl lining made them look beautiful, even if curious. 

After bandaging the wound properly, she helped him lay down again. She adjusted the pillow under his head. She put another pillow under his legs. 

Hah! Thankyou doctor Dharaa, Prithvi said. When I got injured, all that came to my mind was you. I mean, I don't trust anyone, but you seemed to be the person I could rely on. You are a principled person. Sorry to have you brought here like this. But this is a very confidential mission so I couldn't come to the hospital. I cannot disclose anything more at this point. I'm a special agent working for National Security. We've to take up a part-ime job to conceal our identity. Please don't get me wrong. Prithvi was in pain yet was explaining his side to Dharaa.

Dharaa looked at Prithvi and said, I had sensed that you're not a professor. But Mr. Agent you need to rest. You can thank me later when you recover. Now relax and take a nap. I've already injected paracetamol so it will do the needful. Take care. Dharaa tapped his hand gently. 

The agents standing at the door came in as Dharaa walked towards the lobby. Doctor can you stay here today? Someone needs to be by Sir's side. His health is very important to us and our department. We won't be able to monitor him properly, nor can we take him to the hospital. Please doctor we request you, the agents said.

Dharaa looked at her watch. She was already late. I will have to inform the hospital. I can't decide this on my own, Dharaa said as she took out her mobile. 

Doctor you cannot disclose anything that has happened here, the agents said.

Dharaa sent a text message, Need to visit my hometown. Urgent family matter.Will be back in two days. 

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