I'M YOURS PARTLY

THREE

     "Let me take you out for dinner," he says.

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   "Sir, why are we here?" His driver asks as he pulls into the parking lot.

  "To treat my wounds," he plays with a lighter, flicking the lid open and then closing.

  "I heard you came to the hospital yesterday,"

  "Yeah, Lina took me there." He smiled looking outside.

  "But you don't usually go to the hospital," The driver killed the engine.

  "I know, but she insisted," he says, watching Kimimela from this car. She looked dazzling, she smiled at Ava entering the hospital.

  "Are you going in now?" he asked.

    "Kim?" he whispered her name, "I want her."

  "Sir?" The driver asks, confused. "Kim?"

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   "Kim?"

  "Yes?" She looked back at the lady that called her. It was Sandra.

  "Someone is out there looking for you,"

  "Me? Why?" Kim placed the clipboard she was going through on the desk.

  "He said he's your patient."

   "Did he say his name?" She prayed internally that it would be a different person from the weird guy she treated yesterday.

   "No. He says you would know who he is." Sandra replies.

Kim's face dropped. "Alright, tell him to give me a minute," she tells her.

  "Okay," Sandra left.

Kim steps out of the coffee room. She walks to the hospital lobby and finds a middle-aged man standing. She was somewhat relieved.

  "Him?" She looked at Sandra who was typing into a computer.

   "No, that one." She points to Miran.

  "He isn't my patient," Kim says with finality and turns to Sandra.

   "He isn't?"

   Kim takes deep breaths. He was frustrated.

   "He sort of is," Kim sighs, "I cleaned him up yesterday and had another nurse stitch him up. He's technically her patient now."

  Miran notices Kim and walks over to them. "Thank you," he says to Sandra while he struggles with his leg.

  "Why are you here?" She asked through her clenched teeth.

  "You told me to come today," he gives a big smile.

  "I did, I know but, why did you ask for me?" Kim asked.

   "You're gonna treat me?"

  Kim looked at him. He was too confident, she rolled her eyes and said, "Follow me." She starts to walk away.

   "Okay," Miran follows her into a room.

   "Seat." She beckons to him while she stands. "I thought I told you yesterday that another nurse would see you today."

   "You did but, you attended to me first. You're nicer."
  
    "I have a job. There are far more urgent patients than you who just need a change of bandages. You can do that anywhere. Why do you have to come here?" Kim asked, exasperated.

   "Because of you," Miran says calmly.

   "I don't think you should do that." She unwrapped his bandages and took her time cleaning the cut.