Chapter Twenty Seven: Doctor Patient Confidentiality
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We're Having A Baby Arc: 1/1
Song Playing: Mr. Mom
Theme 54: Patient
"Sir-Sir! You're going to have to calm down! I can't understand a word you're saying!" A poor frazzled nurse tried to calm an angry sounding man over the phone. "You want to talk with who? I'm sorry but he's on a lunch break if you could just wait a- no I don't know where but if you could just calm down I can take a mess- I told you he's on his lunch break! You can't talk to him but I'll be more than happy to tell him you called if you would just-"
The sound of the door opening to the waiting room of the doctor's office caught the young nurse's attention and she nearly cried in relief when she saw that it was just the person she needed. Covering the mouthpiece with her hand she let out a sigh, "Thank Kami you're here, Mr. Hayashi! This man has been demanding to speak with you and he simply won't calm down!"
"Really?" The elderly man asked as he took a bite out of his sandwich. Tucking the newspaper that he had been reading under his arm, he waved his hand at her. "Sounds interesting. Give it here."
Eager to be rid of the unreasonable person on the other end she shoved the phone in his hands and made a break for the vending machine. After all that she figured she deserved a chocolate bar for her troubles. The kind doctor fumbled with the phone for a moment before placing it by his ear. "This is Dr. Hayashi speaking."
"It's about time fucking quack!"
"Hiruma-sama." The doctor took another big bite out of his sandwich. "What do I owe this unexpected surprise?"
"Is she having a fucking baby?"
Swallowing his food, he took a swing of the coffee he had left there earlier only to find it had gone cold. Shuddering at the foul taste he tossed the cup. "Who's having a baby?"
"My wife!"
"Is she, now?" He continued eating his lunch. "Congratulations."
"Don't change the subject and answer the question!"
He took a seat and propped his feet up on the counter. "Hiruma-sama, you know I can't release that kind of information."
"So, she is?"
Closing his eyes he leaned back a little further in his chair. "I told you I can't tell you anything."
"Then she's not?"
He let out a tired sigh as he ran a hand over his forehead. "I can neither confirm nor deny either of your questions. All I can tell you is that she came to see me. Anything more and I'll be breaking doctor patient confidentiality."
"Screw doctor patient confidentiality! She's my fucking wife and I have the right to know!"
"Then I would have to suggest that you talk to her." Checking his watch, he noticed that his next appointment was due any minute. Interrupting the blond demon's tirade he sat up. "I'm sorry to interrupt Hiruma-sama but my one o' clock should be here soon. I'm sure I'll be hearing from you soon so until then."
"Fucking quack! Don't you-"
The good doctor hung up and straightened out his coat. Hearing the door open he turned to the entrance and smiled at the familiar face. "Mamori-san. Always a pleasure to see you and right on time as always." The young woman nodded her head and the two walked to his office. "So, how's that husband of yours?"