CHAPTER 9

Daisy's POV

Nervous is the word for how I feel right now. Even though I agreed to this, I don't know if this is right.

The doctor is examining me and all of a sudden, she rises, gazing at me intently. I have undergone a series of tests and I think this is the last.

I can practically hear the sound of my heartbeat and I wonder if the doctor is just not paying close attention to it or maybe she isn't hearing it.

"Do you have any objections to taking a lot of medications?" She questions with a raised brow, watching something on an unrecognizable instrument.

I don't know if she is reading from there or if she is casually asking me the question.

I think about the question again and I realize I don't understand what she means.

"What do you mean?" I sit upright, my brows furrowed in confusion.

She looks up, surprised that I am asking such a question.

She doesn't look all too nice. She looks like someone who is harsh and super rude but I am not one to be judgmental of someone I just got to k