Is It A Sin? (Episode 18)
IS IT A SIN? Episode 18
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The door was unlocked; Alas! It was Ben (the mortuary man).
“Good day, Dr. Akin.” Ben greeted.
“Good day Mr. Ben, hope there is no problem, I see you here?” he expressed suspiciously.
“Not at all Sir, I just want to let you know that the patient whom we warded into the mortuary some minutes ago is not dead; he is in still coma and he is totally unconscious.” Ben voiced out as Mrs. Chioma raised her eyebrow in disbelief.
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“You mean the patient I declared dead some minutes ago?” Doctor Akin asked in disbelief.
“Yes the last patient we warded into the mortuary some minutes ago.” Mr. Ben riposted.
Mrs. Chioma breathe a sigh of relieve, she recalled she saw some nurses transporting a lifeless body to the mortuary on her way to the Dr. Akin’s office. She was quite relieved because she knew it can’t be her ghost husband. Doctor Akin on the other hand couldn’t believe a ghost resurrected, he thought it was the last patient he declared death; he never considered the resurrected ghost to be Chief Nnamdi. Mr. Ben on the other hand doesn’t know that any dead body was warded into the mortuary after Chief Nnamdi; he was not inside the mortuary as at that time, he was searching for the doctors-in-waiting.
“Madam, please excuse me; I will be right back.” Dr. Akin said as he held his stethoscope irresolutely.
“I’m going doctor.” Mrs. Chioma rejoindered and she picked up her handbag; she walks out of the doctor office and Dr. Akin bid her farewell.
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FEW MINUTES LATER
LOCATION: MESLAB HOSPITAL (MORTUARY)
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“You mean this man?” Dr. Akin asked in disbelief as he pointed to the lifeless body of Chief Nnamdi.
“Yes Doctor; I felt his pulse.” Mr. Ben replied.
Dr. Akin used his stethoscope on Chief Nnamdi lifeless body; he was able to detect that he was still animating.
“Please alert some nurses to come with a stretcher.” Dr. Akin commanded Mr. Ben as he opted for the nurses’ office.
Dr. Akin tried contacting Mrs. Chioma so as to inform her about the medical state of her unconscious husband but all his effort to contact her proved abortive.
Shortly, some nurses came to the mortuary with a stretcher; they placed the unconscious chief on the stretcher and accompanied him to the Emergency Ward.
Before long, a young man bustled into the hospital impatiently; he looked around the reception to authenticate that Mrs. Chioma and her crew are not in the hospital, after he had verified that the evil doers are not in the hospital, he walked up to a receptionist.
“Good day madam.” He greeted solemnly.
“Good day sir, how may I help you?” The beautiful receptionist replied smiling.
“Ehmmm… please am probing for a patient that was brought here some minutes ago.” The young man solicited enthusiastically.
“Patients that were brought here some minutes ago are outnumbered; I don’t think I know the exact patient you are talking about but what is the patient name?” The receptionist asked suspiciously.
“Chief Nnamdi Richard.” The young man lashed.
“Oh! I see he was warded some minutes ago.” She paused.
“I think I had seen this face somewhere.” The Receptionist stated smiling.
“Please we will sort that out later, I just have to see chief now, please can you take me to his ward?” He asked beseeching.
“Please help me to look for File No 38.” Dr. Akin walked up to the receptionist.
“Oh! Dr. this young man is looking for Chief Nnamdi Richard.” The receptionist addressed as she walked up to the file’s shelves.
“Good day sir.” Dr. Akin greeted as he received the file from the receptionist.
“Good day Dr.” The young man greeted the doctor fervently.
“Please who are you to the chief?” Dr. Akin asked suspiciously.
“e..e.mmm…. (He stammered)I’m the chief’s immediate brother.” The young man replied flippantly.
“Oh! Nice one, I have tried contacting the Chief’s wife but her numbers were not going through.” Dr. Akin paused.
“Thank God one of his families is here; please can you help in contacting his wife?” Dr. Akin requested.
“Okay Doctor I will do that in a jiffy.” The young man replied as he brought out his phone.
“Can I see him?” he asked.
“Sister, we will continue our discussion when next we meet.” The young man directed his statement to the receptionist.
“Okay sir.” The receptionist answered immediately.
“Let’s go sir.” Dr. Akin replied as he led the way to the Emergency Ward where Chief Nnamdi is warded.
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Chief Nnamdi was connected to life machine, he was placed on oxygen; pins were piercing his body just then Dr. Akin and the young man unlocked the door.
“Chief!” The young man screamed. Guess who? Behold it was Collins.
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Chief Nnamdi was attached to life machine, oxygen was his source of breathing; pins were piercing his body just then Dr. Akin and the young man unlock the door.
“Chief!” The young man screamed. Guess who? Behold it was Collins.
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{CONTINUED FROM THE LAST EPISODE}
“Sir, you are disallowed to scream or cry inside the hospital complex.” Dr. Akin cautioned.
“Ah! Chief!” Collins uttered soberly.
“Please, help us to contact his wife.” Dr. Akin pleaded.
“Doctor please I have to explain something to you.” Collins requested.
“Okay let’s go to my office.” Dr. Akin replied.
“Thanks for understanding.” Collins replied, Dr. Akin lead the way to his office and they barged the door behind them.
Shortly, they were both sited in Dr. Akin’s office; they were looking at each other without uttering a word.
“What do you want to explain to me?” Dr. Akin asked while arranging the files on his table.
“.. I .don’t think… I should tell you this.” Collins replied stammering.
“Hmm! (Dr. Akin paused) but if it’s something that may help medically I rather advise you to tell me.” Dr. Akin explained.
“Yes, it will help medically but if I may ask …. Did you receive any message from Chief yesterday or this morning?” Collins asked warily.
“No I didn’t receive any message from him; I was alerted when he was admitted this morning. Any problem?” Dr. Akin replied and asked skeptically.
“Not at all, please do you have the Chief mobile phone?” Collins asked.
“It’s here with me; I forgot to hand it over to his wife before she left the hospital.” Dr. Akin replied askance.
“That’s good; please can I have the phone? I have to confirm something in it.” Collins riposted.
“Hope no problem sir?” Dr. Akin asked uncomfortably.
“Not at all, please I’m doing this for the Chief safety, I don’t want to unveil what was not meant to be revealed to you, please just grant me this chance I mean no harm.” Collins counter-blasted impatiently.
“Hmmm okay o, here it is.” Dr. Akin said as he handed over the phone to Collins.
“Thank you sir.” Collins collected the phone. He clicked on the message folder; he scroll to sent messages and he confirmed that Chief Nnamdi sent a message to Dr. Akin, he looked at Dr. Akin with disappointment; but the Dr. seems innocent, he thought for a while and he reasoned that he has to confirm to the fullest before he takes any action.
“Please can you give me your personal number?” Collins asked.
“Okay sir, but I’m becoming uneasy o.” Dr. Akin replied and he called his number to Collins. Collins entered the number on the Chief’s phone but the number displayed “Dr. Akin” as saved in his phonebook. Collins was more confused and surprised, he ask the doctor if he had another no, the Dr. nodded in approval he called his second line but on viewing on the phone’s screen “Dr. Akin 2” was put on view.
Collins inputs the number that sent the message on his own cell phone, he dialed the number, it rang for a moment and was later picked up by the owner.
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{CONVERATION ON PHONE}
{COLLINS WILL NARRATE THIS SCENE}
N.B: “COLLINS” TO BE SUBSTITUTED FOR THE PLURAL “I” IN THIS SCENE.
“Hello.” The answerer greeted.
“Hello sir, please I was directed to you by a friend, are you Dr…. emm.” I stammered.
I walked out of Dr. Akin’s office when I verified that the receiver of the message wasn’t Dr. Akin.
{CONVERSATION CONTINUED AS HE WALKED UP TO THE RECEPTION}
“Dr. Lewis!” The answerer corrected.
“Oh! Dr. Lewis, I almost forgot your name.” I replied falsely.
“Please how may I help you?” Dr. Lewis asked.
“Ehmm, please where is your hospital? We have to talk and it’s lengthy; it’s not a phone conversation.” I defended.
“Oh! I understand (he paused) emmm…. I will forward the address and the name of my hospital to you in a minute.” Dr. Lewis replied.
“Thank you sir, we have to talk, it’s an important issue and it must be within the two of us.” I explained.
“No problem sir.” Dr. Lewis answered.
“Call you later.” I replied.
“Okay sir, bye for now.” Dr. Lewis answered as he ended the call.
I breathe a sigh of relief, I was able to confirm that there is a mixed-up and there is something fishy and dubious somewhere. I was about leaving the reception when I heard footsteps behind me, I turned back to know the ad, behold it was the receptionist.
“Good day sir.” She greeted.
“Good day madam.” I replied jovially.
“Excuse me sir, am not madam am still a Miss, I’m as free as the air.” The receptionist replied jokingly.
“Okay Miss Receptionist, what about that?” I asked teasingly.
“Miss receptionist?” The receptionist expressed.
“You said that I looked familiar; if I could vividly remember, before I broke the conversation earlier this morning.” I asked putting on a mean face.
“Yes, it seems I know this face.” She paused; she was deep in thought while trying to fathom where she had met me. Instantly she beamed.
“You must be Collins Peter!” She expressed.
“What a surprise!” I uttered.
“You know my name together with my surname.” I replied out of the blue.
“Yes I said it.” The receptionist uttered.
This attracted so many attention in the reception; we are now the cynosure of all eyes, I felt like going underneath; I sighted some persons tickling each other to watch the ongoing drama played by the two love birds, I wanted to walk out of the scene but I was too mortified, I was shocked by the receptionist unexpected reaction, I wanted to run away from the scene but it seems my legs were too heavy for me to lift, I faked a smile to shade my fuming mood.
“Collins!” The receptionist screamed as she hugged me firmly.
“Jesus!” I yelled when I felt her smooth skin attached to my rough skin. People were now puck nosing and gisting one another about what is really indistinct to me, I was more than uncomfortable.
“Please I don’t know you.” I voiced out when we are trying to disengage.
“You don’t know me at Balogun Mixed School?” The receptionist asked in disbelief.
“She even know my secondary school.” I thought.
“I went to Balogun Mixed School, but I don’t think I know this beautiful face.” I replied jokingly.
“I’m Ololade Tessy.” She voiced out.
“Wow! Unbelievable Tessy?” I expressed happily.
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TO BE CONTINUED.
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