I'll Teach You, Marianne.

< Northern Norway University Hospital >

Anne sat alone with a pale face in front of the emergency room where the doctors were currently trying to help Alan who suddenly had a nosebleed until he finally fainted. Anne, who had no knowledge of the medical world at all, could only wait and pray that nothing bad happened to Alan. Yes, she prayed for the man she hated so sincerely. Even though she hated the man so much, Anne still prayed for his safety.

After Alan fainted in her lap, she immediately called the Camp North Tour officers to come. She tried to calm down and not panic while trying to wake Alan, who was unconscious, even though her efforts were in vain. All the way to the best hospital in Tromso, Alan had not yet opened his eyes. Anne forgot the last words Alan said because she chose to ask for help and contacted Alan's family in Luxembourg and Doctor Leo, of course. The doctor she just contacted last night when she saw Alan had a sudden chest pain. She really didn't understand why a healthy person like Alan could faint.

"Leukemia! Does he have Leukemia? But how could someone as healthy as him have such a terrible disease...? But he fainted, has a nosebleed and hasn't regained consciousness even after being in the treatment room for almost two hours."

Anne kept talking to herself, wondering what had caused Alan to faint. Despite trying to calm down, the fact was that Anne had been standing up and sitting down in her chair countless of times after trying to find out what the doctors in the treatment room were doing for hours. Alan's cell phone, which was now in her hand, was still on standby and was connected to Luis, who was currently on a flight to Tromso with Mr. David Clarke and the whole team of Clarke's family doctors and Nicholas, who certainly did not want to left out. Anne felt a little guilty for not being able to take care of Alan so well that he could pass out. In fact, logically, men should take care of their women while traveling, not the other way around that the women took care of their partners. And Anne was constantly plagued with that sense of unreasonable guilt.

When she was replying to Luis' message, suddenly the door to Alan's treatment room was opened from the inside and out came a male doctor, who was the best doctor at the University Hospital of Northern Norway, where Alan was currently being treated.

"How is he, Doc? How's his condition? Is the pain severe?" Anne immediately asked the doctor without pause.

The white-haired male doctor smiled at Anne's panic. "May I know who you are to the patient?"

Spontaneously, Anne raised her ring finger towards the doctor. "I'm his wife, we're on vacation in Tromso and this is our third day in Norway, Doc."

"Oh so you are Mrs. Marianne."

"Wait! How do you know my name is Marianne?" asked Anne in confusion.

"Mr. Clarke unconsciously mentioned your name twice. That was why I can guess that you are the Mrs. Marianne that Mr. Clarke mentioned earlier," replied the doctor with a smile.

Anne was silent. She couldn't believe that Alan said her name when he was unconscious.

"You are allowed in, Madame, Mr. Clarke, I mean your husband needs you inside," said the doctor gently.

Anne took a deep breath. She realized that, at the moment, Alan was calling her name because he was unconscious, not because he really needed her. That was why Anne objected a little when she was asked to enter Alan's treatment room. It was only after the doctor asked her to come in for the third time that Anne relented and was willing to enter the room that smelled of drugs. Although she initially refused but there was a feeling of relief when she could see Alan in person. Her heart ached when she saw that the stubborn man was currently had breathing apparatus on his nose with needles attached to both of his arms. She could not guess, she was too afraid of all things hospital, so she could not guess what was currently installed in Alan's body.

"What is this thing?" asked Anne quietly to a nurse who was beside Alan's bed. She finally couldn't hold back her curiosity to see a cable taped to Alan's chest.

"This is an electrode, Madam, a device used to determine the heart rate, the blood pressure, the oxygen absorbed by the body, the temperature, and the respiratory rate of the patient," the nurse replied softly.

"Then how do you see all the things you just mentioned, Nurse?"

"We can see everything through this hemodynamic and saturation monitor, Madam, so after the electrodes are attached to the patient's body, all the data we want will appear on the monitor screen of this device." The kind nurse again explained to Anne about the device attached to Alan's body. "Calm down, Madam, your husband's condition is much better. He is currently sleeping due to the effect of the medicine we gave him earlier."

Anne nodded her head at the nurse's words. Her smile appeared when she knew Alan was fine now.

"Does he have leukemia?" asked Anne spontaneously when she suddenly remembered the nosebleed Alan had just before he passed out.

"No ma'am, your husband is very healthy. What happened to him at this time will be explained further by the doctor, I can't explain to you."

"Why? Isn't it the same?"

"It's different, Madam, I am only a nurse and the doctor has full rights over this patient. But, believe me, your husband is not affected by Leukemia or other dangerous diseases. He is fine," the nurse replied back. Even though the nurse was wearing a mask, Anne could tell that the young girl in front of her was smiling at her.

After explaining to Anne, the young nurse left the room to give Anne and Alan some time alone. Although behind her there was a comfortable chair that the nurse had prepared for her, but Anne chose to stand still looking at Alan more deeply.

"What is actually wrong with you, Alan? The nurse said you are fine, but what are all these medical devices installed in your body right now? If it's just fainting, you don't need to have a heart rate detector installed in your body like this," said Anne quietly when she glanced at the medical devices attached to almost all parts of Alan's body.

"Wake up, Alan! I don't like seeing you like this."

Anne spoke to herself. She decided not to speak any further for fear of disturbing Alan. So she chose to keep her mouth shut and sat on the chair beside Alan's bed. She felt a little cold in that sterile room. Because she didn't do anything, finally drowsiness began to overtake her. Slowly, Anne began to close her eyes.

Shortly after Anne fell asleep, Alan faintly called Anne's full name with tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Anne...I'm sorry Marianne..."

To be continued