Chapter - 6
His Symphony
"Make sure everyone is looked after no one should be left untreated." I address the doctors standing in front of me. As soon as I entered the hospital I called in a meeting to make sure that everything is working smoothly.
The doctors don't really know my identity they just know that I am a major investor and am of great significance. They do know that all the men are either italian working for mafia or russains working for mafia too. I deliberately spread the news so that locals will avoid coming to this hospitals for a few days, the caseload here will be less making doctors work only on my men and the russians.
"And get russains well within next 2 days."
"But sir that is not possible even if we stand here 24 hours in the hospital we can't attend them all. There all still other patients, even though caseload has decreased significantly but there are people who been admitted here before the russians came we need to attend them too. Besides body takes it's own time to get back to it's proper working state." A doctor says, I look down on it's batch attached to his white apron to see his name written.
Dr Stefano Greco
HOD orthopedics
"Let body do it's work and you do your damn work, I want you to attend only russians at this moment and so you will do so. Also when you talk to me keep your voice in check Mr Greco I don't like being interrupted and disrespected".
My voice goes down an octave as I mutter last words. An angry undertone laced in my voice.
By now I can see him and doctors afraid, bowing their head down. They don't know my real identity but still know that I am a powerful man who is capable of things they won't like to know.
"I am sorry Mr Accardo and
I get it but there are not enough doctors to even tend to all. The doctor speaks up again, he was shaking like a damn leaf but still spoke up."
"What not enough doctors what the fuck am I listening Mr Ricci."
I inquire
"Sir Aaa actually last month wwas qquite busy so I."
He stammers
"Busy you fucker this is your damn job this is what you get paid for, appointing doctors and making sure that the working force is not less."
I sneer at the incompetent bastard standing in front of me.
"Non mi interessano questi piccoli problemi, voglio bene i russains entro i prossimi due giorni, spero di essere chiar."
(I don't care about these petty issues, I want russains well within next two days. I hope, I am clear )
I yell at the doctors.
This is getting on my last nerves, ball is in next two days and nothing is right .I don't have time to deal with this less doctors shit right now. I will look into it after the ball.
"Don't worry Mr Ricci, you'll be properly dealt with."
I spat at him.
After hearing my words his face turned pale and I could see his hands shaking lightly. He knew, he fucked up by not doing what I have I assigned him to do.
"Hey, you come here. I need to take a tour of different departments and opd before I go."
I called the doctor who voiced out his opinion earlier.
"Yyes sir." he immediately stands by my side
"Everyone leave and you lead the way."
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"This is neurosurgery department and the next department is orthopedics which have the least no of doctors. Recently we have been joined by a new doctor, Dr Kuhu. She is exceptional and great at her work but still more doctors need to be appointed."
I just humm bored hearing all the shit he is speaking about how many doctors there are in each department. I get it, there are less doctors but he doesn't really have to say every doctors name.
Just then his phone rings again, for the third time.
"I am sorry It's just that my wife is pregnant." He says hurriedly.
"Go on take it it must be something important."
I interject before he can cut the call.
I really want a break from all his rambling.
He immediately rushes towards the other side to talk.
I start moving onto to the next department.
As I was moving forward IÂ heard a familiar voice, someone was singing.
It's her voice, I recognise it almost immediately.
Noone have this beautifull voice except her.
My feet which were walking have started running by now in the direction of the voice.
I can hear her voice getting louder and louder with each step I take. My heart is beating louder, adernaline pumping through my veins, it all feels like a dream.
I can't believe that her voice is real.
After listening to angleo talk about her being a hallucination, I was becoming doubtfull too but now I am sure it was not my delusion.
I walk faster towards the source of the voice.
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Finally , I am standing in the room from where the voice was coming and I can see her, the girl whose voice is so etheral that even angels can't match it.
I never thought I would ever say such words but it is the only way her singing should be described otherwise it would be an insult to her art.
She was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed singing.
She is breath taking. I painted a very beautiful image of her after hearing her voice but damn I am nowhere near.
I don't know what was more charming her singing or her face.
With her dark hair cascading down her shoulders, a few strands falling on her face, warm browm skin, round face, little button nose and those lips those fucking lips she was looking like a goddesses.
While I was memorising her fearures I realised that I couldn't hear her voice anymore and saw that she have stopped singing. The song ended with her sighing
Her singing always puts me in a trance and now her looks do to.
I have met many beautiful women in my life but I was always sexually attracted towards them , I was always emotionally detached but with her even without seeing her face I feel emotionally entangled with her.
She finally opens her eyes, I didn't thought that she could get more beautiful but she just did with those big brown eyes she can mesmerize anyone.
That's when I got aware of the fact that I am staring at her like a fucking creep, while she is on her phone.
I need stop or else she will get sacred.
She is still on her phone so, I have the time to think about what I am going to say to her. I want to be her acquaintance.
Should I say
Hello, I am lorenzo who are you?
Nah it's just awkward.
What about
I love your singing, I am your fan.
No this will scare her more.
I don't even know what to say how do you converse with people you don't know.
Shit what do I do? Should I call angleo and ask him?
Yes he must know what to do.
Before I could reach for my phone in my pocket, I hear her voice.
"Can I help you ?"
I looked up to see her standing and directly looking at me.
Fuck.
She standing and I can see her curvaceous body shape. Even though I don't want to look down and make her feel uncomfortable but I don't think my eyes are going to listen they have a mind of their own.
From her big bust to her waist comparatively small but not super thin and down to the curve of her hips, she is the definition of a woman. A ravishing women.
With much difficulty I pry my eyes off of her body to meet her eyes.
She is still waiting for my response.
What should I say?
Think think.
Yes just say yes.
I was about to say yes but she started walking towards me.
Why is she coming towards me is she coming here to punch me for staring at her like that.
Oh shit here goes my first impression I should have kept my eyes up.
All my thought process dies as soon as her sweet fragrance reches my nose. She smells sweet like raspberries. What's with her and sweetness?
"Can I help you?"
She asks again
And all I am able to do is nod
"Ummmm aactually "
I stammer, its so embarrassing I want to puch myself in my fucking face. I can feel my face turning red.
"Are you alright?"
She aks concerned.
I just stand there like a robot and don't utter a word.
It's only getting worse. Get a grip.
"Are you okay?"
She asks and puts a hand on my shoulder her face laced with concern.
I think I just died.
"Oh! You are here."
Before I could embarrass myself any further. I hear that stupid doctor who was giving me the tour.
Thank god he came before I could make a joke of myself.