Mr Bee's Sick Sunday

Mr Bee trying to sleep, but an officer on the other bed was already in deep sleep around 2:00:

"Oh God! The headache!"

Stands up and drinks some water and gets to sleep again. In the morning 7:00 Mr Bee sitting in the main officer's room. Officer Swan arrives and sits with him on the other sofa both in a white t-shirt and black pants. Officer Swan with 2 cups of tea one handing him, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah! Why? Why would you think that I am not alright?"

"I don't know! Maybe because you wake up 3 to 4 times at night and you are coughing here just after the morning prayer!"

"I think it's because the rainwater I had on myself yesterday it's getting me hard."

"Why don't you….use some medicine?"

"Already done that….Sherlock!"

"Alright then why don't you just call a doctor or I can take you to one!"

"What for! My situation is not that critical!"

"Are you.…?"

"No!"

"What? I didn't even say anything yet!"

"I know what you are going to say and that's not the reason!"

"You are afraid of an injection."

"Oh! Come-on! What do you think.…a man like me who had killed many creatures will be afraid of a single injection? Just a stupid little needle that goes in your skin and all that…."

"You know! Nowadays I think even an 11-year-old is brave enough to have an injection but you…."

"Stop it!"

"Alright! So how is it gonna go? You can do bowling, swimming etc. So what would you be doing here all day?"

"Rest!"

"Rest….in that condition?"

"Yeah! Of course! Why not?"

"Such a grown man is afraid of an injection!"

"I am not!"

Finally, Officer also after some time went into the bedroom to see Mr Bee's condition and he saw Mr Bee was on the ground unconscious. Officer Swan looking at Mr Bee running towards him trying to get him up, "Bee! Bee! Are you okay?"

"Yeah! Yeah! I am fine!"

"What happened?"

"It was just a burst of cough and all I ran to get medicine off the fridge but blackout."

"Alright! That's enough! You need a doctor!"

"No….please! I am fine!"

"Bee....Come-on!"

"No....No….I am really fine!"

"Where are you going?"

"I'll change and go on a drive….just need some fresh air."

"Wait! I am also coming….Oh! This guy…."

Both changed and went on for a drive, Mr Bee is driving. Both of them are in a full suit without glasses. "Still…I am telling you.…a doctor is what you need…...it's just a needle going in your skin."

"I am not afraid of….alright! You don't believe me….let's go to the doctor."

Mr Bee stopped at a corner of a narrow and silent street with greenery all around at a high mountains range. "Look! Now the petrol is finished just because of you insisting on me driving to the doctor!"

"But I can look at that the petrol is not finished.....what are you....."

"Now! We have to wait for someone to give us a lift!"

Bee….Come-on! Man! Seriously!"

"So! Sorry….Bee!"

Takes him into the car and this time he drives to a doctor and gets him an injection and drives back to their office and to the bedroom then carries him to the bed and throws him on the bed. The car returns to its place in the garage.

"Huh! You used the spray on me!"

"Yup! I had to also get you an injection.…believe you will be feeling better."

"Yeah! Like I said! I am not afraid of the damn needle!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"And remember if you used the spray on me again....."

"Alright! I'll remember! Now let me sleep!"

"Huh! Thanks, Swan!"

"Your welcome."