Doctor Shihab is still unmarried. He lives with his sister and brother in law. His sister has got two daughters. Dr Shihab find little time to teach these two niece. But whenever he finds time he teaches them. He came of a rich family. His father was a business magnet so he sent his son to Uk to complete MBBS. Dr Shihab came back two years before and concentrates on private practice.
Today he is earlier to office. He went in the waiting room and saw a beautiful girl is waiting for him. "Can I help you?" he enquired her.
She nodded.
" Are you sick?"
She nodded again.
Shihab fingered his room to go in. The girl went inside. He took his chair and looked at her face, "what is your problem?"
"My name is Naz. " The girl said feebly. "I have been suffering from fever for three days and I even cant walk well."
Shihab put a hand on his forehead and startled. The fever is not less than hundred and four degree. "oh god!" he said, "how can you walk? Its much! You should have rest at home. Who brought you here?"
She nodded negatively. "I came alone. "
"you came alone!" Shihab shouted loudly, "how can you go back home?"
"I can. " Naz said nonchalantly.
Shihab prescribed quickly and gave it to her. He looked outside. There was no patient today except Naz. He turned to her. "where do you live?"
"I live at Agargaon." Very weakly said Naz.
"its far away from here!" Shihab said. "do you have a car?"
This time Naz smiled a bit. But she nodded negatively.
"How can you go back home? To ride a rickshaw is not safe." Shihab scowled.
"I will go back home walking." Naz said in the same manner.
"Oh no." Shihab said. "you must die if you try so. Ok, lets go with me." 1 comment
She was almost falling down while trying to get up. Shihab caught her by the hand. "you say you can walk back home. Can you walk back to the door now? Lets go with me."
She tried to refuge his help but as a doctor Shihab was very responsible. He saw no other way to put his patient safe. He took her to his car and put her on the front seat. He drove his car and reached Agargaon. It is a populated area. Shihab could not think Naz lived in such a place. It was a tin shed house. Naz lived in one room. Shihab took her to the room and lied her down. She was almost on the verge of collapsing down.
Shihab decided not to leave her. He knew if he left her alone she would certainly go into a coma. He went outside and bought the medicines and some foods. He found no food at her house. She had a rickety table and a chair, a bed. A corner book self and nothing. She was almost in a trance. Shihab brought a bucket full of water and started to pour onto her head and sponged her body. Time passed slowly. He found she had a little sense to respond. Shihab peeled an orange and squeezed some drops into her mouth. He also injected some medicines into her veins. He took long time to get her recovered.
In the morning he found her almost okay to walk after a whole nights sleep. Naz wondered seeing him sitting in the chair. Shihab was looking at her in red eyes. "Oh my god!" the words trembled out her mouth. "I cant remember anything of the night."
"I can. "Shihab said. "you called your mother many times. Where is she?"
"She was died when I was only seven. "
"And your father? Or brother and sister?"
"I did not see him ever. No brother or sister. "
"you live alone?"
"Yes. "
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