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Chapter 142
Chapter 142
The nurses did not succeed at collecting the patient’s DNA. The patient in room X1. He was aggressive and wouldn’t let any of them close to him. They couldn’t even take a photo of him. This would make it even harder to identify him. They needed to find his next of kin.
They nurses were with the matron in her office. They were all brainstorming ideas on a way forward. The matron only went silent. She didn’t know what else to say. She was still thinking.
“I think I can help him…” Mpumi had said.
They turned to her, looked at her and wondered, “How do you think you can help? Not only is he mental but he’s also dangerous.”
“I’ll take my own chances, but I think I have to try to get through to him.” Mpumi could clearly see that none of those people were convinced.
She had to try harder. “Look, as you know that I’ve worked at a clinic before. I a
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