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guy, filtering out the girls and charged with an open hand. It landed on the

                other guy’s head and he tumbled to the ground.
                   ‘Anyone else?’ he yelled as he stood there, breathing heavily.
                   ‘Such a dick,’ a girl finally murmured as everyone looked at him, dazed.

                   As soon as he had hit Venugopal, Pihu had pushed the emergency button
                and two ward boys came barging into the room now. Along with them came

                Arman who was in the vicinity and had followed the ward boys inside. The
                ward boys instinctively grabbed at Dushyant, who hit them and they went

                crashing against the door. The other boys helped up Pihu’s friends who
                were sprawled across the floor, still overcome with fear and shock. Finally,

                after smashing the two ward boys to a pulp, Dushyant let them go and
                slumped on his bed. Arman, like the others, was too shocked to react.
                   ‘What on earth is happening here?’ Arman grumbled as he looked at

                Dushyant and demanded an explanation. His fists were clenched and Pihu
                could tell he was restraining himself from boxing Dushyant’s face in.

                   ‘They were fucking with me. I gave it back to them in equal measure,’
                Dushyant replied, with fire in his eyes.

                   ‘Take this bastard away and put him in the pathology test section,’
                Arman ordered the three ward boys who were still reasonably scared of

                Dushyant. They grabbed his wrists. ‘I will deal with him later.’
                   ‘I will go on my own,’ Dushyant snapped and broke free. ‘Assholes. All
                of you.’ He turned his back and headed to the door.

                   ‘Hey, you, smart-ass,’ Arman called out. ‘The girl who you are calling an
                asshole saved your worthless life. Cadmium poisoning. No one else got it,

                she did. I wish she hadn’t and you had died on this bed.’ Dushyant looked
                back, surprised. The excruciating pain from his fall that day had numbed his

                brain—the fact that it was Pihu who had finally diagnosed him had not
                registered in his mind. Arman added, ‘Yeah, now fuck off before I throw

                you out of here.’
                   Dushyant left the room without a single word. Pihu blushed as everyone
                looked at her in amazement.

                   ‘Yes, she did,’ Arman proclaimed. ‘She is better than a few doctors here,
                I am sure.’
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