บท 82: Image

-----

Back in Vista Boulevard, at the city hospital, Lady Marzea stood beside the bed. Her hand stretched to hover at the back of her fingers underneath Lilian's nose. 

"We do not know when she will wake up," the doctor said standing right on the other side of the table while noting something on his paper pad. He checked Lilian's pulses again before he closed the cap and kept the pen back in his coat pocket. A nurse came inside with a moving table and went ahead to fill a syringe. The doctor looked at Lady Marzea, "there is a new invention which allows the medicine to continuously drip into the blood stream, I'd you have no problem we would like to try it on this patient." 

Lady Marzea creased her brows without taking her eyes away from the doctor, "she is no guinea pig for you testing of new equipments. Wake her up by midnight."