Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 14

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Doctor Hakan ran after parking his car in front of the door just like that, entering the house without even knocking on the door. His breathing sounded stingy, as he met Ashan who was standing in front of the room door.

"Where? Wh-is there a problem?" tanyanya while breathing.

"Somehow, sir is not complaining about anything" replied Ashan.

Hakan's anxiety increased after hearing Diego's right-hand statement. His mind did not hesitate to look at patients who had been treated well for 5 years. Instead of thinking for too long, he decided to immediately go inside and check.

Room with a dim light, also smoke coming out of Mabkhara. Make the atmosphere in the room look calm without panic.

Diego was sitting on the couch straightening his legs. Folded hands on the chest, closed eyes. Looks like an ordinary person who is enjoying a relaxing time.

"Tu-sir, I'm coming." Hakan greeted kindly.

"Check my legs!"

Hakan thought, if Diego was sleeping in his mouth, so he said quite softly earlier. But who would have thought that Diego was still fully conscious. He ruled without opening his eyes.

Hakan opened the bag and took out some medical supplies. He began to check, without asking anything, without saying anything. Arriving in the middle of the examination, Diego asked.

"When can it go back to normal?"

Five years ago. A fatal accident took away some important things in Diego's life, especially his legs. Doctor Hakan explains, that Diego has Paralyzed Layu. Paralysis caused by nerve injury to the spine.

So far, Hakan's doctors have optimized the treatment. Starting from surgery, physiotherapy, even other alternative treatments. All her efforts little by little bear sweet fruit.

Diego occasionally begins to feel a tingling sensation in his legs, sometimes even standing for a few seconds. In addition, he was also able to regulate his se'x passion. It's an amazing advance in medicine, isn't it?

"Why silence? Your abilities are gone?" Diego slowly opened his eyes, staring at a 35-year-old doctor who was still silent unable to give him an explanation.

"Sorry, Sir. You stopped treatment abruptly last year, so …."

"So it's all my fault?" Diego interrupted.

"No, not like that."

"Go! You're just as useless!" loud shouting.

Afraid? Sure oes. In Istanbul, who did not recognize Diego's cruelty in his time? Although now he was only a 'Crippled Young Master' but his leadership prowess was still so inherent.

After Hakan's doctor came out, Ashan went inside to check on the unstable state of the master. He brought a cup of coffee and put it on the table.

"You're feeling uncomfortable, sir?" ask Ashan.

"you reckon? Can I be more comfortable than I can walk normally?"

Ashan was bowed for a while, then re-established his head and looked at Diego. "Suddenly I remembered that moment. You lie in bed without moving your head. Now, you can already channel the style of the bed well, even …."

Diego lowered his foot and hit the table hard. "You keep defending him!"

"No, Mister. I'm just grateful, your circumstances, are much better than before." Ashan smiled faintly looking at Diego's eyes.

"Get out!" Diego shouted out loud.

I don't know, what things suddenly ignited his irritated feelings. He just threw away everything on the table. Including a cup of coffee that Ashan brought.