TST, 2020
Freddie has been in the hospitals many times. He knows the atmosphere when things are not good. The doctors and nurses left the room. Freddie stood still, his body was trembling.
“Sir…” the doctor he’s talking to earlier said.
“Doc, what’s has happened?”
The doctor sighed.
“Is my daughter alive?”
“Can we talk to my office?”
“Is my daughter alive?”
“We can—”
“A yes or no will do.”
“She’s alive.”
Freddie rushed his hands on his head. He exhaled deeply.
“But her condition is not good.”
“Why? What happened?”
“She started showing symptoms of respiratory distress… fever, cough, and chest tightness. X-ray results have shown pulmonary edema, excess fluid in her lungs. Her blood pressure is—”
“Spare me a medical lecture doc, what the hell is wrong with my daughter?”
The doctor looked at Freddie.
“Tell me please.”
“She’s been poisoned. We are certain it’s ricin poison.”