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This is the second time I am pulling him back from the clutches of the angel of death....

Neil walked back into the theatre and looked at the two people who looked like they were sleeping peacefully and sighed ‘Why do you always have to make trouble for me in pairs? Wonder if the hospital beds are more comfortable? Should I order one for their home so that I can continue being lazy?’

He walked out of the inner theatre room and met Chiara who was just returning after ensuring the remaining packs were sent without compromising quality.

“Chief, how is my boss?” Chiara asked anxiously as she saw Neil. She was too anxious to notice Neil’s carefree expression.

“I am fine.” Neil shrugged, his lips curling up in mischief at an angle not visible to Chiara.

“Not you… my boss…” Chiara repeated anxiously as she tugged his arm.

“I am your boss.”

“No. You are chief. My boss is Christopher Walter.” Chiara pouted stubbornly.

Neil wanted to continue teasing her but one of the attenders came over “Dr Livingston, the relatives of the two patients are waiting anxiously. They want to know if th
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