The nurse looked at the sleeping patient first and then at the man who stood there, radiating authority and sincerity. She shrugged her shoulders and lifted the sheet which had been tucked around her.
Wondering whether she should ask the silent man to step out while she examined the comatose woman, the nurse eventually had decided to let him stay in the room. The quiet worry and concern in his eyes showed that he was related to her in some way. She remembered that he had been the one accompanying her when she had been wheeled in. He had looked around wildly, demanding the best doctor in the hospital. He hadn't let go of her hand till the paramedics took her away to the examining room. Even after that, he had continued pacing outside that room.
"She must be someone precious to him," with that thought, the nurse peeled away the night gown from the shoulder.
