You will not die, Emma

Emma’s Pov:

“So first, we will check your blood pressure before we can go on with anything else, and later on, your urine." Doctor Pearson announced she was looking at me to be sure I was following her. I nodded.

I've not always liked hospitals, and the smell of hospitals irritated me. I couldn't wait to do all the tests and leave the hospital.

"Well, a medical scientist would take your urine samples to run a test on them while I will check your blood pressure by myself."

I was tired of presenting myself as a lab rat. I was so used to the in-house and phone consultations I received most of the time, so I wasn't used to this hospital thing, and it was starting to wear off on me.

Doctor Pearson noticed my displeasure and smiled brightly at me. “I know you are not used to this kind of thing, but I will try my best to make it easy and fast for you.” She squeezed my hand reassuringly.

She ambled to her table, picked up the phone on her table, dialed some numbers in it, and muttered some wor