Chapter Seventy Nine; More Diagnosis

Previously...

Femi.

"Kola, Tunde said they're coming in. We need to go to the reception." I said.

Kola silently followed me out along with Matthew. We met Tunde in the reception area.

"Well?" Kola asked.

"We need a go ahead from the hospital to touch Ama." He said.

"That's not a problem. I would assume the doctor must have told the lobby to let us take her." I said.

"I'll go ask them." Matthew said and almost ran to the receptionists' desk. I watched him. He looked like he signed off something before he returned back to us.

"They can go in now." He said.

Tunde got to work, taking his medication up to AMA's room with Matthew showing them the way to her ward.

"Thank goodness this is going well." I muttered.

"We just have to hope the medics don't fuck this shit up. She's stable. We expect her to remain that way." Kola said. I sighed. That was another issue.

In all I felt like they were professional enough not to screw this up. Tunde would never use people he wasn't sure of.

After a few