By Neel Anil Panicker
“Dr James Ekka, the charge against you is that you slept with your patient. Is that true?”
Steering aside a mop of hair from his temples, Dr James peered at the four men and lone woman staring down at him from across the table.
They were the Medical Board; an exclusive clique, an omnipotent group that ran Lifeline Hospital.
‘I…was… am in love…’
‘Love? What crap? Is that why you sneaked into her room and stayed there for over five hours’, thundered Mr. Rangoonwalla, the seventy year old Owner-Chairman.
He winked at the lady to his left. Thirty-five-year old Dr. Brinda, Head, Orthopaedics, responded with a coquettish smile.
It was an open secret that she had dumped her architect husband within a month of joining and was now ‘close’ to Rangoonwalla.
‘The bastards. They want to finish off his career, that too over a patient who he had treated and cured of cancer, a woman he liked and well, loved.’
Rangoonwalla’s harsh voice cut severed his thoughts.
“ You are dismissed with immediate effect”.
As Dr James walked out of the hospital gates, his phone rang.
“Dear doc, I am in love. Will you cure me?”, a familiar voice inquired.
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WRITTEN FOR https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2017/03/08/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2017-week-11/
FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER– 2017
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