Chapter Twenty-One
It was Saturday and like the entire city emptied in Mandela’s hospital. The patients were rambling with complaints, some doctors and nurses rushed in with the rolling bed and sick patients. The hospital was filled with sorrowful activities.

“What’s my schedule for today?” Richester asked as his eyes wandered around each sick looking patient.

“Nothing.” the nurse informed him.

“What do you mean nothing? I wasn’t fixed in the OR, ER, OB GYN or any?” He asked seriously because he felt he needed to be useful since the patients were more.

“I said nothing, sir. Kindly return back home." The nurse’s voice sounded polite but her facial expression was obviously mocking him.

“I’m not leaving, I’m afraid.” He said curtly as he left her desk and returned to his office.

Richester had already put on his doctor coat, he approached the bed that had injured and sick patients lying on it. He pulled the curtain to the left.

“Were you assigned to the patient?” John, who was treating a patient nearb
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