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EPISODE 4

A man walks, into the emergency room one sunny Sunday afternoon.

He speaks, to one of the nurses

‘Please, can I see a doctor?’

The nurse looks up briefly from her charting, and after giving him one all-over look, she decides that this man, isn’t critical.

Do you have a file in this hospital?

He looks at her, desperation on his face
‘…what? Oh no, I don’t. This is my first time here, but I need to see a doctor.’

He pauses as he tries to read the look on her face; then says: ‘Its urgent’

The sister sighs.

‘Here, I get to decide what is urgent.’

‘Please go over to that section by your right and get a file. The doctor has to write in a case note.’

‘I’m telling you…’ his voice trailed into the background as the nurse continues her charting.

She is about to clock out, and isn’t about to let this man be a stumbling block.

No way.
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There was pandemonium.

In his own pool of blood, a man lay on the floor in the male restroom, unconscious.

Another male patient had gone to the restroom, only to find red fluid seeping out from beneath the door to the farthest corner on the right.

On closer inspection, he found it to be blood.

Blood! In a hospital’s restroom?

In the space of a few minutes, feet were pounding in and out of the rest room and soon, the man was out.

It was Mr. I-want-to-see-a-doctor.

Raymond, of course, was the doctor in question.

As the patient was delivered to him, he began to set up intravenous access and figure out a way to resuscitate him.

That out of the way, Raymond doubles as a detective as he is accosted by the following questions:

-Who, is this man?

-How did he get into the rest-room?

-How did he even get into the emergency room, bleeding and no one knew?

As he examines the man, he notices that his shirt is soaked with blood.

Interesting fact, he notes.

He screens the patient, following which he examines the abdomen.

Shock, utter shock.

The man’s abdomen had been incised multiply, and there were now blood clots over the scarred areas.

Once again, who was this man?
How did he manage to walk into the emergency room?

No identification card.

Raymond continues to treat, as he places a call across to a senior doctor.

Suddenly, his eyes latch on a bulge in Mr. Mystery’s trouser pants.

He palpates the right pocket of the trousers and to his utter dismay, Mr. Mystery’s identity is closer to being revealed.

He has a gun!

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