Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

Chapter 329: Hitting the jackpo

329 Hitting the jackpo

As the traffic was on a standstill, Akira reached the airport quite late. But as she had an earlier headstart, to begin with, so she was able to reach the airport just in time.

The boarding gates were about to be closed and she had to completely rush through the check-in and immigration progress. She had no time to even breathe.

The moment she boarded the flight and sat on her seat, she breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a long long day for her and pretty tiring one too. But nevertheless, it was one of the best days of her lives that she could have ever wished for.

She had called up Raymond multiple times from the car, but it was switched off.

There was no time with her now to call Raymond again and check if he had alighted from his flight. So she dropped a quick text to his number as the flight was already on the runway and she had to switch off her device as soon as possible.

After dropping that message, she breathed a sigh of relief and slumped into her seat.

She looked at the seat next to her and saw that it was empty.

The memories of her first flight journey came rushing back vividly into her head and she gave out a faint satisfied smile.

She covered herself with a blanket and then closed her eyes.

That image of Raymond covering her up with a blanket in their first flight together was running in her head like a movie. That was the first time she saw him so close to her. That was the first time she felt his breath on her own skin. She could never forget that look in his eyes when she had opened hers. That memory was too close to her heart and somehow intimate as well.

The moment the seatbelt signs were off, she took out her laptop and connected to the data mode, using the wifi services of the flight and started to research about the projections given by Oshana. No matter how many searches proved that those reports were probably fake or made up, she just wanted to be super sure about the whole thing.

While she was downloading some of the papers, in the back of her head, the conversation with the bartender also came flooding inside her head. She still couldn't understand as to why he addressed her as Dr. Nelson's wife? Why did Dr. Nelson call her as Alita? And who was Alita? There were so many questions whose answer she wanted to figure out. But right now the most important thing for her was to figure out the truth behind Dr. Oshana and her reports.

Then she opened the research page where the paper presentations given by all the keynote speakers at the Imperial college had been uploaded.

So, first of all, she downloaded Dr. Oshana's paper and tried to dig into it. In this paper, she had presented the observations of two of her patients whom she attended in Brooklyn. So Akira knew that each of the figures that she had put was either a comparative study between the two patients or was individual data. She knew that one patient was Raymond and the other was someone unknown.

She dug deeper and noted all the number codes which were present under each of the diagrams and in the reports she represented the patients as numbers, maintaining the doctor-patient confidentiality.

So all that Akira wanted to do was to find out which number ID belonged to Raymond so that she could know for sure, what exactly had happened to Raymond or how bad his situation was. Because she knew that no matter what, she will not risk and present fake data at such a huge and prestigious gathering and for sure she will not risk her profession for this.

But somehow she was unable to map which of the number ID mapped to Raymond.

She scanned all the reports of Raymond in search of the ID but she couldn't find it.

"Man this girl is clever", Akira mumbled and started flipping through all the pages of the report absentmindedly.

But then suddenly in the sleep analysis report of Raymond, she found a number ID written at the bottom right corner of the report ---> WSID- 99308. That number matched with one of the patient ID's that was present in her publication report.

That was it. That was Raymond's ID.

All excited with her finding, she moved on to the conclusion section of her Clinical Vignette of Dr. Oshana to confirm her findings.

The report said --->

"Given the enormous lack of understanding and an insufficient number of cases pertaining to Acquired Prosopagnosia, it is understandable that many doctors have neither optimistic nor pessimistic perceptions about the likely outcome for patients like WSID- 99308 and WSID- 97221. Despite the advances in healthcare, for the vast majority of people suffering from Acquired Prosopagnosia, the disease still stays as a self curable one, although the period of time of recovery could vary from people to people depending on the severity of the situation.

But from both the surveys we can conclude that in no way these scenarios can be a fatal event. As we saw that WSID- 97221 had additional injuries in his spine from Cervical C1-C3, we cannot rule out the probability of partial paralysis for this patient and probable memory loss due to the hemorrhage. But for WSID- 99308, as there are so further injuries neither spinal nor temporal, so it can be safely said that there is no further threat to his/her life given that Acquired Prosopagnosia is just a disability and not a disorder.

So no matter how difficult the task might seem or how irritable the situation might get, all patients should be given the best care and attention. Every effort should be made to support them because improbable does not mean impossible."

END OF REPORT HAS BEEN REACHED

A beautiful smile spread on Akira's face.

She had finally hit the jackpot.