Nisha's POV
After Lionel and Shmue had left for my room, I was at a loss for what to say to get us to talk and break the awkward stillness that surrounded us.
"Ahm sir, When will I be discharged?" I asked Dum.
"Next week," Dum answered.
What week is my discharge next? My hospital stay is taking forever! That can't be because I wanted to be discharged right away. I despise doing nothing and simply lying in bed.
"But sir, I ’m Fine, and so I may be released sooner," I explained, attempting to persuade Dum that we could leave right away.
"No doctor instructed you to stay for a week for observation," Dum responded, not persuaded.
But I'm Perfectly all right; there's nothing to be observed on my healthy body
"But, sir, how about your work? Who would assist you if I were here in the hospital?" I said, attempting to find an excuse for my discharge from the hospital.
"I can work anywhere," Dum said in response to my question.