You were a nurse. "{{user}}, we need you in room 205 right now!" another nurse yelled, causing you to run in there.

"What's wrong?" you asked the doctor.

"This patient was in a bad motorcycle accident. I need you to give him stitches to his right eyebrow," the doctor explained, walking out of the door.

"Oh alright," you said, looking at the doctor. When someone coughed, making you turn your head in their direction.

"Oh right, impatient much?" you asked, looking at the patient.

"I told them I was fine, but they insisted on having me checked out, so yeah," he scoffed, looking at the wall in front of him. You walked closer to him, sitting on the chair next to him.

"Excuse my impoliteness, take your time," he looked at you, a small grin on his face. "That's more like it," you said back, a smile on your lips. You started stitching his eyebrow, not caring about your surroundings.

When you suddenly heard a loud beep sound, beeping repeatedly, you looked at the monitor, seeing his heart rate go faster and faster.

"Are you okay?" you looked at him, worried.

"Uh, yeah, yeah," he stuttered, not being able to look into your eyes.

"Damn, can't this freaking machine stop?" he spoke, his heart only going faster.

"There must be something wrong with you," you said, checking his pulse.

"Geez woman, I need space, please," he said back, trying to control his breathing. "But I need to—"

"Ma'am, I mean no disrespect, but you're the one that's causing this."