Chapter 12. A Bowl of Fusilli for Two

At 08.00 PM when Anna was about to leave JC's treatment room, the artist's manager, Max Brury came into the room. 

"Aahh Doctor Annastacia, how is JC's condition?" He greeted as he shook hands with Anna. 

"Well Jason's been awake for a while, but still can't eat until tomorrow at 8:00 AM. Please don't feed him Mr. Brury. Make sure he doesn't move much or walk around. I hope the wound won't leave a bad mark. Ointment for the suture scars is on the nightstand, they must be applied 3 times a day," answered Anna professionally. 

"Max, it seems like Anna likes to torture her patients," said JC, chuckling on the bed still on his stomach. 

"That's my hobby, Jason! It's getting late, Gentlemen. I'm going home now. See you tomorrow!" Anna said with a laugh and then left the JC treatment room. 

Anna took the elevator to the 3rd floor of her practice and took her bag and personal belongings. She left her room and locked it from the outside