I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Chapter 60 - Private Doctor?

The sound of knocking on the door was loud enough to make Anne finally wake up from her nap. She slowly got up from the bed and went downstairs to the first floor to open the door to her unit which had been pounded for almost 5 minutes from outside without stopping. Even though she had stopped sneezing, the pain in her head hadn\'t gone away. Therefore, she chose to open the door to her room to find out who knocked on her door incessantly. She couldn\'t sleep under such noisy conditions.

"Oh God, who knocked on my apartment door like that?" said Anne quietly as she walked slowly towards the door, touching her head that felt like being hit. ??

After a long struggle, Anne finally arrived at the door. She slowly grabbed the handle of her apartment door and opened it slowly. A gust of wind from outside blew into her apartment as soon as the door was wide open.

"I wondered where you were, Anne, I\'ve knocked on your door for more than 5 minutes, but you just opened it now. Are you trying to make me worry? What are you doing to open the door that long?" asked the guest, who turned out to be Aaron, with a barrage of questions to Anne who was still leaning against the door.

"If you ask a lot of questions like that, then which question should I answer first, Aaron" answered Anne, trying to smile.

"Just answer the ..."

Thump!

Aaron stopped his words when he realized that Anne\'s face looked much paler than usual. Cold sweat was dripping from Anne\'s forehead in considerable amounts. Without a word, Aaron immediately reached out his hand and touched Anne\'s forehead which was covered by hair.

"You\'re sick, Anne!!" shrieked Aaron loudly.

"Just the common cold," said Anne curtly.

"What common cold? Let\'s go to the doctor," Aaron said quickly as he grabbed Anne\'s hand to take her out of the room.

"You don\'t have to worry, Aaron, I\'m fine," answered Anne quietly, as she walked towards the elevator.

Aaron, who could feel that Anne was not just having a common cold, locked his mouth. He could feel that Anne had a fever. Her hand which he was holding was very hot and it made him worry. That\'s why Aaron closed his lips tightly as he didn\'t want to scold Anne for being sick.

"Aaron, I\'m fine ... achoo!" Anne was unable to finish her sentence, as she sneezed while in the elevator.

Silently Aaron handed over his handkerchief for Anne to use, which Anne quickly accepted to cover her suddenly runny nose again. Anne covered her nose while in the elevator with Aaron\'s handkerchief so as not to transmit the flu virus that attacked her.

What Anne did was the right action, because when the elevator arrived at the 8th floor suddenly many people entered and some of them were small children who were still very active. Not wanting to exchange the sickness to the children, Anne took a step back towards Aaron, as she tried to stay away from the children who were very active and joking in the elevator. Realizing that, Aaron smiled. He then asked Anne to shift to his place in the corner, so that now Anne looked like she was under Aaron\'s protection, who was a shield against those who just entered.

"Can you still stand?" asked Aaron in a half whisper.

Anne nodded her head slowly in response to Aaron\'s question. Seeing what Anne was doing made Aaron smile. He then grabbed Anne\'s head and stroked her head slowly with a smile.

"Be patient, we\'re going to the hospital," whispered Aaron softly, as he bowed his head slightly towards Anne who was 3 cm shorter than him.

"But we don\'t need to go to the hospital, Aaron, I\'m fine," said Anne quietly.

"I know you\'re fine, so we go to the hospital for a while," Aaron replied with a raised tone ending his debate with Anne.

Hearing Aaron\'s words, Anne finally closed her mouth. She realized that Aaron was angry. Because of that, she could only surrender and obey when she was being taken to the hospital, especially now that the headache still came intermittently and made her uncomfortable.

Shortly thereafter, the elevator finally stopped at the lobby. One by one, they got out of the elevator, including Aaron and Anne, who came out the last. Due to a little drizzle, Aaron ordered Anne to stay in the building as he took the car that was parked not far from the apartment entrance. Fortunately Aaron parked his car outside, instead of in the underground parking lot. So it didn\'t take him long to get into the car. When the car arrived at the door to the lobby, Anne immediately stepped slowly towards Aaron\'s car. She then climbed in slowly and immediately leaned back on the seat that Aaron had arranged to make her comfortable.

Because the security alarm went off, Aaron then helped Anne put the seat belt on. Anne, who had lay down on the seat, forgot to put on the seat belt, even though she was always angry with Linda whenever Linda forgot to put it on when they were out together.

"Thank you," Anne said softly as Aaron finished putting the seat belt on for her.

"It\'s okay, Anne, just rest. We\'re going to the hospital where my private doctor practices and the distance is not too far from here," Aaron replied softly, as he stepped on the gas of his car.

"Why do we go to your private doctor\'s hospital? We can go to the nearest hospital or clinic, Aaron," Anne protested to Aaron.

"I only trust his treatments when I\'m sick. That\'s why I want you to get the same treatment as I am. So now you just stay still and rest, we\'ll get there in 30 minutes." Aaron said quickly, as he accelerated his car when it reached the highway.

Because she didn\'t want to make Aaron angry, Anne finally obeyed the words of the man next to her, who was focusing on driving the car. As her head really couldn\'t be compromised at all, Anne finally closed her eyes. She hoped the headache that attacked her repeatedly would go away when she closed her eyes. Seeing Anne closed her eyes, Aaron smiled. He became more and more convinced that Anne was really sick.

"Hold on, Anne, we\'ll be at Doctor Robin\'s place in a moment," Aaron said softly, as he accelerated his car.

To be continued