Chapitre 2: Noisy Silence
21:23
Charles surpassed the corridor that led to the clinic's intensive care chambers. Nicknamed the corridor of death by the internal, the temperature in this section of the clinic was almost icy. That's why she was the least busy.
Tonight, the young woman was careless of her; She sulled her presence there. She had been forced to watch over to help a friend absent for personal reasons. Nevertheless, she was not alone in keeping custody, another doctor she knew more than well was there too, and waited for her. It was Dr. Sehun.
Dr. Hao Sehun knew Charles as much as Dr. Long Fan and Dr. Andrew. They had been at the university together and had bound with a strong friendship that had lasted now for eleven years.
When the young man lives Charles getting closer, he had a smile. He came to his meeting and said on a mocking tone:
– Doctor Richard-son, what a pleasure to see you here tonight!
She winced and continued her path that did not hear anything.
– Come on! You're really not funny there! he continued, rushing at his height.
– On the contrary, you have no sense of humor.
– If! He replied with a smile, it's just that you are the dignine of Hitler!
The young woman laugh and ignored her comment. Sehun was a big talk anyway. The mania of the young man to tease the benjamine of their group had nothing so much over time.
Charles, listening to the anecdotes of Sehun with a distracted ear, continued the aisles and came in the corridors, lorgnating through the glazed berries each patient. She watched them with great vigilance and noted his remarks on his guard card.
Nevertheless, the questions that crossed his mind were not only professional; How did they arrive there, will they really survive in this hallway?
Diving in his thoughts, the weak lighting of the room she had just passed withdraw his attention. She returned to her steps and stopped to better observe. Sehun who was behind her did the same. Their eyes were instinctively on the patient connected to several machines. Charles broke the silence that had settled:
– Is it?
– Yes, replied his friend. It's the VIP client. It's called Song Jinwook.
– Tell me more, ask Charles.
– It is an artist, the virtual kind of the piano of his generation and previous generations. In short, he has everything for him! Finally ...
– He does not have many visitors, for a person like him, had she interrupted.
– That's just that! I told myself too and I asked the reception. Lisa finally teensed he had neither children nor close family, and her manager does not allow fans to visit him then ... he scratches his head and add:
– And also ... it is said that it is not very sociable, if you see what I mean?
– I see ...
Sehun told him all he knew, but Charles did not pay attention to external comments. She closer closer to the bay window, then carefully examined the corner of the eye:
– Do you think it will wake up? She asked after a while.
– I don't know, his colleague answered him closer in turn. We can not really know. He has been there for eight months now, but you and I know that there are patients who are longer than that ...
– What has he had to be in that state?
–Hmm ...
The young man hesitated as if he was looking for the right words. He ended up letting go, a car accident ... Then he was sorry. Charles turned around and watched for a moment:
– All, for once I ask you, speak!
– Hmm ... does he still prove. Are you sure?
Charles did not bother to answer, the assassin look she sent him was in herself an answer. Sehun hesitated again, but ended up pursuing:
– He didn't adapt the tires of his car for the season, and he pledged on a very snowy road ... The poor has ended up rolling on the glazed glass, and he took a tree.
– Who brought him back?
– It's an individual. It's a fairly deserted road from there. And the troubling is that ... Sehun paused in his story. But Charles ordered him to continue. Well, according to his agent, he had no reason to find himself on this road, he is orphan and has no friend who lies in this part of the city, "he continued while caressing his beard almost non-existent.
– And his condition, how was he on his arrival?
– It's a real miracle he has survived! His prognosis was already engaged, then uh ... As usual we did the best we could but unfortunately ...
– He fell into the coma, completed the young woman.
– Yes. The young woman sighed then, before turning the heels, she pointed out the patient:
– Unfortunately, huh? I would have given everything to give me at least a little hope in the dark, and believe me, it's better than nothing.
– Hmm ..., But you know, it's better to wait for nothing to wait, right?
She sketched a smile and gave her a sad mine before leaving the places definitively. Seeing the expression on his face, Sehun kept asking Charles if she was fine, and the answer was the same; I'm fine, I tell you. She even wore a benevolent smile so he could believe her and let go of her, she will never tell him anyway, to anyone.
"He was right ..."
To heal a wound, still need to touch it. Charles had left too much time in his past to clutter, that's why he was now he occupied his days and nights, making each infernal breath. But to this pain too, it had used to it, like all others that their body undermined and consumed it. But what is a life if it remains monotonous? It is necessary that destiny intervenes.
...
Charles had fallen asleep on a comfortable bench of the corridor when the first rays of the sun came to infiltrate his face. Its smooth and matte skin was a gentleness whose touch brought back to the pleasant sensation of the touched of a velvet fabric. The show of the rays of the sun rising on this almost too angelic face, was a pleasure that could not happen again. It was seductive!
She slowly opened her ebony eyes, then straightened up stretching. Sehun already raised, welcomed him with a smile and handed him a cup filled with coffee. He sat near her and caled her head against her shoulder. Charles felt the hair raven of the young man tickled him the hollow of the neck but did not complain, accustomed to this gesture coming from his friend.
Then, Sehun narratly narratly the wacky anecdotes of his life and she just listened to him without great interest, as usual.
If Sehun spoke as much, it was because he did not want to feel alone; He knew that Charles had a profound problem of communication to which she apparently had no potential solution. ... this was already the case when they were known to the FAC. He was the one who made the conversation and Long Fan and Andrew Ginger of common friends were the ones who pursued it.
Charles she stood at listening and intervened only when they asked for her opinion. Otherwise, she did not say anything. She only spoke when she felt it necessary. But this way of acting, she had acquired it; She was not clean.
The tests of life have served as a teacher. ... while he spoke to him, the spirit of Charles drifted. His gaze was fixed on this vitreous bay. That one was this particular patient. Not because of the place he occupied because, for her, a patient was a patient and that was all! Which questioned it was his story, that of his accident. A hundred questions crossed his mind about it. "How did it happen? What went through his mind at that moment? And his loved ones, did they choose the path of distance or what? Why does he have anyone with his sides? No family, and not a family for visits, how is it possible?"
But she answered in a neutral tone that it was not worth it and that it was only a mere curiosity that will pass a little. She lied to him ... If she was holding back to enter, it was because she was afraid. She was frightened with the idea of clashing again in this past not so far away. For her, it was the thing to avoid at all costs. That memories are clear in his mind! To distract the attention of his friend, Charles issued a critical comment about his story. Sehun obviously fell into the trap and it generated a debate between the two young people.
07: 30
There was only a few minutes left to sentinel doctors before making their service. They were relieved. By reflex, the two friends had the common idea of making a last check-up before the relay was passed. As they made the last round, suddenly, behind them, echoed a deaf noise.
This noise, Sehun and Charles knew only too well his source ... and in this pavilion, he was very bad. Immediately, they come to the room concerned, the room 90 ...
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