Chapter 6: The Result of the Treatment that Gunn did not wanted.

"Dr. Gunn, don't forget your appointment with the patient at 2 am, I have already prepared the medicine for you."

Ornanong told Gunn as the two passed each other at the office entrance at 4 pm The doctor, who was now tired in body and soul, looked at the nurse who had been his partner with eyes full of worry and lack of confidence. Ornanong grabbed the doctor's arm and asked in a soft voice, "Do you have something worrying you? Is it because we make our appointments with patients too frequently?"

"No, is not that." Coincidentally, there were other patients who met Gunn's criteria for his special treatment, so he had to make an appointment with the next patient just a few days after Wirat's treatment.

"If it's too much for you, would you like me to postpone the patient's appointment?" The nurse knew very well that Gunn's treatment for her patient required extreme strength in mind and body.

"It's okay. Ekaphol has been waiting for my treatment for a long time. He begged me to come tonight. I also don't want him to continue suffering in pain." Gun stretched out his hand to touch Ornanong's hand, so that the other person could be sure that he would go to take care of the patient tonight.

"Doctor, are you sure you can do it?" The nurse seemed worried. "You look very tired today."

"Yes, I'm tired. But not tired of treating patients. I'm tired of having to lie to someone I love." Kan looked absently at the window, "After Ekaphol, I might have to ask for a break until I finish solving a problem."

Ornanong nodded. The doctor may have to deal with something that was outside his or her area of responsibility. If Kan needed help, he would tell Ornanong later, "I understand you, doctor."

"Sleep well, darling," Gunn leaned down to kiss Wasan's temple as he slept in the middle of the night. At this time, Gunn was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt and jet black pants and a cap that covered his face. he temporarily removed er black leather gloves to caress the face of the man he loves with his own hands. Wasan was fast asleep and didn't wake up because of what Gunn did. Not only because Wasan was tired of doing two shifts in a row, but also because Gunn 'intentionally' made sure that Wasan didn't wake up to an empty bed.

He mixed a small dose of a sleep-inducing drug into the warm water he brought to Wasan to drink before bed. Gunn carefully calculated that the dose would not be too much and that he would not wake up until morning came.

"This will be the last time, I promise. I won't make another appointment with a patient as long as we sleep in bed together again." Gunn leaned down so that his forehead touched Wasan's cheek. He placed the blanket properly to protect the man he loves from the cold before leaving the bedroom. He used the darkness of the night as cover to travel to his patient's home.

Mr Ekaphol Kongwiset, 26, was the youngest patient under Kantapat's special treatment. He was a man who had suffered from leukemia since he was 22 years old. Ekaphol went through many treatments and many chemotherapy combinations, which had increasing side effects. More recently,

He had to be admitted to the ICU due to septicemia. Ekaphol told Gunn about the pain he was experiencing, and when doctors diagnosed him that his spine was not producing blood cells and that he could not physically perform the bonemarrow transfer, he made the decision that he no longer wanted to be a burden on his family. .

"My family is not rich, doctor," Ekaphol said hoarsely during Gunn's last visit to his home. The young man's body was thin and pale. He was bedridden and did not have the strength to even pick up a spoon and eat alone. "Ever since I got sick, I put my parents into debt to give me treatment. There is no way to cure this illness now. My mother cries every day and my father works harder every day while I can't do anything. Even when I urinate or defecate, there is a cost to pay for adult diapers.

He had to pause to breathe as he spoke. "I have a fever every day and there is a lot of pain in my bones. Maybe it's because I got sick when I was still young, that's why I'm not dead yet... Doctor, if I die, my parents will be more comfortable. If I die, I won't be dead anymore." I will have to wake up with this pain in my body and in my heart... Doctor, please help me."

Ekaphol chose 2 am because he was sure that his father and mother would be asleep at that time and would wake up to find Ekaphol's lifeless body who appeared to be sleeping.

Gunn dressed in black merged with the darkness of the night. Ekaphol already told him that they had placed a spare key in the shoe rack, so that the doctor could enter the house without much difficulty. The inside of Ekaphol's house was dark and silent. Everyone was probably fast asleep except the patient, who was probably awake and awaiting their arrival. Gunn visited this house three times before, so he is familiar with the house plans. He knew that the patient's bedroom was located downstairs, to the right of the living room. Ekaphol told his parents to leave the door open with the excuse that he wanted better ventilation, but in reality he did so so that Gunn could enter the room as comfortably and quietly as possible.

The sound of thunder was heard from outside. The humid weather made the doctor feel suffocated. A feeling of peculiarity surrounded him. Gunn had never had this feeling before. Usually, before seeing patients, he felt prepared, body and soul. But today it felt strange.

When Gunn entered Ekaphol's room which was in complete darkness, he saw a shadow of the body lying motionless on the patient's bed. It looked like Ekaphol was sleeping, but the lightning shining through the window allowed Gunn to see that Ekaphol was in a terrible state beyond imagination. Kan's entire body froze as if cursed.

Blood was dripping from a severe head wound and his face was so deformed that one could not tell it was a human face. The pool of blood on the ground was enough to drain someone to death. Gunn felt his knees shake and he stumbled to lean against the doorframe. When he saw the state his patient was in up close, he had to look away.

Ekaphol's head and face had been beaten to death.

The doctor was not a sensitive person. He, who has euthanized many patients, was far from sensitive. However, seeing the pitiful state of his own patient like this was breaking his heart. I didn't want to imagine the amount of pain Ekaphol felt before he died. The result was that Gunn never wanted it to happen to his own patient.

Gunn took some time to concentrate and think about what he had to do next. A question arose in his head: if Ekaphol was so seriously injured, how was it possible that his parents, who were sleeping in the next room, didn't hear anything? That thought gave Gunn goosebumps from head to toe. He quickly turned around and ran towards Ekaphol's parents' room. Gunn used his hands that had black leather gloves to turn the doorknob and entered. What he saw was equally surprising because Ekaphol's father and mother also lay still on the bed with both their heads bloodied.

"I have to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Ouch... ouch..."

Gunn had not yet left the room when he heard a moan from the father's body. The doctor's eyes widened and he quickly walked over to examine him. He was still breathing, but barely. Gunn quickly searched for a mobile phone that he found charging on the nightstand. He picked it up and dialed 1669.

Wait, should I really call?

If Gunn called an ambulance, who made that call would become a subject of suspicion because at that time no one in the house could pick up the phone to dial safely. However, he didn't want any more deaths. It took Gunn a while to process it and decided to score.

"H...help..." Gunn pretended to stutter and breathed heavily. "Someone... invaded the house... and hit me... my wife... my son's head... please... send an ambulance." Then he hung up and put the phone in the still-breathing father's hand. He made it seem like the injured man had made the decision himself. When everything was done, Gunn left the room and used the darkness of the night to cover his body. He ran before hospital staff or police arrived.

The first thing Gunn did after taking a shower was rush to hug Wasan, who was fast asleep in bed. Wasan didn't wake up from the drug Gunn gave him, which was good, because at that moment Gunn's mind was in the worst shape it could be. Ekaphol's state was still vivid in his mind. Your pitiful patient. Why did this have to happen to him? Who the hell did this? Who is responsible? Gunn's anger filled him and his great body trembled like a little bird. Gunn's eyes were hot and his tears were flowing uncontrollably. Gunn nestled his head in the crook of his still sleeping lover's neck.

"I really want to tell you everything, Wasan," Gunn murmured. Wasan's slow, steady breathing confirmed that he couldn't hear for sure what Gunn was saying. "I want to tell you everything that is inside my heart. Everything that I did. Right now, I can only lie to you. Deceive you into believing in me. I can't imagine that, if one day you know the truth, how hurt we will both be."

Gunn tightened his embrace. "I have to win this game that someone is playing with me. Even if I can't tell you, I want you to know that everything I do, I do because I love you more and I don't want to lose you, baby."

As soon as Gunn finished what he said, the rain cloud that was hanging over the sky for so long finally poured the rain on the roof. The fierce thunder was no different from Gunn's mental state. The only thing that could calm him down a little was just the warmth and scent of the man he loved.

*******

Wasan felt like someone with a hangover, which irritated the policeman.

The inspector yawned deeply as he wrote a file on his desk. Of course, this anomaly did not escape the Thousand Eyes Detective like Lieutenant Kong. The policeman in the black leather jacket pulled up a chair to sit on the other side of the table and smiled mockingly.

"You weren't on duty last night. How come you look so terrible?"

Wasan narrowed his eyes and looked at Kong, "and it's none of your business."

"I'm just checking to see if Dr. Gunn is taking good care of you, Inspector. But from what I see, it seems like the doctor didn't let you sleep much, right?"

"On the contrary, last night I slept like a rock. I didn't hear the storm or the alarm. If Gunn hadn't shaken me hard to wake me up, I would still be sleeping in bed." Wasan massaged his temples because of the headache.

"It must be because the night before..."

"Lieutenant, you really want to talk about it, don't you?" The inspector responded in a bad mood.

Kong raised both hands and said, "No! I didn't mean that. You had a double shift last night, so you slept like a rock. Actually, these days the night shifts are really quality. Have you heard of the report last night?"

"I heard something about a home invasion and attack, but I don't know the details."

Kong snapped his fingers: "The culprit wanted to kill all the family members. They were all hit on the head. The mother and son were killed while the father survived. But the father is seriously injured with blood clots in the brain and is still in the ICU awaiting surgery. The strange thing is that the son is a terminal patient with leukemia. His physical condition was already bad and he would die soon from the disease anyway. And yet this happened to him him."

The word terminal illness rang in Wasan's ears. The inspector said coldly, "Don't tell me that the suspect is Dr. Gunn and you want me to bait him with questions."

The lieutenant laughed out loud: "It would be better if I could make him confess."

"Get off my feet, Lieutenant Kong."

"I'm just joking. Inspector, you're as grumpy as a bear today. If Dr. Gunn was sleeping next to you last night, how could he go out and commit the crime?"

Wasan raised his eyebrows, "He was the last person I saw before I fell asleep and he was the first person I saw when I woke up."

"Oh, I really didn't want to embarrass you. But then again, if there's no connection to Dr. Gunn, then there's nothing to worry about." Kong approached Wasan and whispered: "But I'm a little skeptical. The doctor said that the father's condition is very serious with a lot of bleeding in the brain. How could he call 1669 himself?"

"If you want to know, consult the medical examiner. There is no use consulting me." Wasan acted as if he was busy with the case file.

"If anyone wants to consult something with a forensic doctor, I can ask for you. I'm about to go to the Forensic Department," Inspector Em's beautiful hoarse voice interrupted the conversation. Kong and Wasan turned to look at the tall police officer who was holding his car key in his hand.

"You go to the hospital very often these days, Em," Wasan said.

"There are many cases, that's why. The doctor is also very good. She can help me."

Kong laughed, "So you and Dr. Rin are getting along now?"

"Not so good, Lieutenant, but at least the doctor doesn't seem to want to stab me like the other day." Inspector Em waved his hand: "I'll be on my way."

Kong's eyes followed Inspector Em's back for a moment before looking at Wasan with bright eyes, "Inspector, did you see that?"

Wasan frowned because he didn't detect anything strange. "That?"

"Inspector Em is going to court a new girl, but he hasn't taken off his wedding ring yet."

"How can you be so nosy, Lieutenant?" Wasan's mouth opened slightly. Incredible. Lieutenant Kong must have a hundred times more sensory nerves than normal people because nothing seems to escape his eyes. If you stay close to him, it would be a little scary. "Go do your job instead of finding fault with others here."

"I won't bother you anymore, Inspector." Kong's smile showed his white teeth. He stood up and Wasan let out a small sigh. Although he sometimes gets annoyed with Kong, he had to admit that Kong became the close colleague he trusted the most. It must be because Kong understood Wasan more than anyone else and was always willing to help when he needed it. Wasan closed his eyes tightly to chase away the headache he had since waking up before finishing the case file in front of him.

The senior police officer named Em was already someone that all the forensic officers were familiar with. The only person who is not used to Em's frequent appearance is Dr. Rin. The doctor raised her head to look at Em, who was smiling at her from across the desk. She sighed: "Which relative of yours are you picking up today, Inspector?"

"No, doctor. None of my family members died today. I'm just concentrating on my job, so I volunteered to bring you the results from the lab." Em handed the brown envelope to Rin. "I would like to ask your opinion about the drug in the syringe we found at Som's house."

Rin quickly received the envelope and took out the paper inside to carefully read the results. His expressionless face slowly changed to one of surprise. That made Em quickly pull up a chair to sit and listen. "This is..."

Em sat up straight, "What's wrong?"

Rin placed the document on the desk and nodded. "The liquid in the syringe was a combination of a high dose of benzodiazepine, a high dose of morphine and potassium chloride..." The doctor was silent for a moment before saying: "This is a drug that was mixed to kill someone, but it would be a mercy killing. If Som had had this in his body, he would have simply fallen asleep slowly and peacefully."

The policeman was a little taken aback. "You mean the person who attempted the murder was someone with a good heart?"

"It depends on that person's intent in killing." Rin put the document back in the envelope.

"The words 'murder' and the word 'merciful' don't really seem to go together, but strangely they can be used together." Em shook her head. "When I see these medicines, it reminds me of the big case before you came here. It was the case of the hospital director who euthanized terminally ill patients. That's why I think the culprit must also be one of the staff members." from the hospital like that time."

The doctor paused before saying with a blank face, "That is possible, unless the barbarian area under your responsibility has a black market selling these medicines."

Em laughed, "The barbaric area you voluntarily moved to. Let me ask you honestly, doctor." The young man walked over, "Why did you come here?"

Rin looked fearlessly at the policeman, "You still don't know that I came for the position of medical examiner?"

"That answer doesn't answer anything at all." Em bowed her head to admit defeat before standing up. "I have to bother you about the autopsy result of Som's wound."

"I'll send it to you when it's ready. One more thing, when you arrest the suspect and want to compare his DNA with the one found under Som's fingernails, you can do that. I've collected it for you." Rin stood up. "I have to see a patient in the ward. I'm leaving now."

Rin walked away from the desk as soon as he said it. Em's gaze followed the young woman until she walked out the door. Her beauty and intelligence were impressive. It is true that his body was also very well formed. But as soon as she thought that, guilt flooded Em's heart and her smile faded. The policeman raised his left hand to look. The gold ring on her left ring finger was very heavy, but Em didn't know why she couldn't take it off yet.