~ Niamh ~
Almost an hour!
It had taken us almost an hour just to get two standard pills down Massimo's throat. This was utterly ridiculous.
The chief doctor looked massively relieved to be wrapping things up finally, clutching his medical kit at his side and ready to leave.
He stood back from the mattress, watching with an anxious expression as Matteo immediately began bouncing and jumping around right on top of Massimo's plastered torso.
"I am afraid that any physical activity will have to wait until tomorrow, Sir Massimo," the doctor sounded calm and cautious as he addressed Massimo.
"Right now, you desperately need to rest so your body can fully recover from the physical stress of the day."
Massimo's dark brows instantly pulled together, and he looked like he was about to protest the medical order, but I cut in quickly before he could open his stubborn mouth.
