She headed to the hospital, and upon arrival, quickly made her way to his office. He went straight to his fridge without even sitting down, taking out his bottle of alcohol. Drinking was a constant habit for him—morning, noon, night, at home, or anywhere else. He poured himself a cup and began to drink. Soon, there was a knock on the door, and he knew it was Nurse Badi'a. "Yes," he said, continuing to sip his drink. She entered quietly, reached into her bag, and said, "Doctor, here's your item. You left it yesterday after finishing the surgery." He looked up and saw the pack of cigarettes. He reached out to take it from her, slightly intoxicated, and asked, "Did the woman in labor yesterday give birth yet?" Nurse Badi'a shook her head. Before she could speak, he said, "Take her to the surgery room and start prepping for the operation. I'll be there in 10 minutes." "Okay, sir," Badi'a replied, quickly turning to carry out the head doctor's orders.
