Chapter 3

The next day was a very busy one, I was woken for breakfast at six-ish. Tea, toast, and breakfast cereal were on offer. I really fancied a full English, but I guess the NHS did not have the budget for that. So, Tea, toast, and breakfast cereal it was.

I polished it off and picked up a book that one of the nurses had given me, it was an old murder mystery, but it was better than watching meaningless daytime TV. I had been reading for half an hour when the door opened, and Nurse Donna came in ... she was like a breath of fresh air.

“Hey, you, I am sorry I couldn’t visit last night, we had staffing issues on another ward, and I was sent over there to work,” she said apologetically.

“Hey Donna, it’s cool,” I said and tried to sound sincere, I had been willing her to come and visit because I was eager to see if we could kick start my cock and get me back on track and get my head sorted.

“It’s not, I wanted to try to help again,” she said and then she looked around to make sure there was no one else around, she slid her hand under the sheet and up my thigh. she took my cock in her hand and gave it a few gentle strokes, the feeling of her fingers on my dick made me smile and sent shock waves through my body but still down below there was nothing stirring

“Tonight, I have a treat for you!” she said with a cheeky grin. The feeling of her soft hand on my cock was so good. She stroked me for a good five minutes before a noise in the corridor spooked her and she withdrew her hand.

“I can’t wait...” I sighed. She winked at me and blew me a kiss before she left. As she reached the door she turned and smiled at me

“I will see you later, handsome” Then she blew me another kiss and she was gone.

I heard the handover from the night staff to the day staff being done and half an hour later Nurse Amy came into the room.

“Good morning, Zak, “she said, as she breezed in.

“Good morning, Amy,” I said with a smile.

She tidied up my bed and then she started my observations, she did my blood pressure and my temperature, noting down the results in the chart that hung off the bottom of the bed.

“Well, you seem to be making good progress,” she said with a smile.

“Well, I am apart from one part of me” I grumbled.

“Oh, okay and what part is that?” she asked.

“I still have no movement downstairs,” I said, more than a little bit embarrassed.

“What bowel movements?” she said and looked at the chart, “it says here there is no problem with that”

“Oh no that’s all fine, I have used the bathroom for number twos and number threes,” I told her.

“So, what’s the problem,” she asked innocently.

“Since I had the stitches in my penis there has been no movement, “I said bluntly

“Oh sorry, yes ... Ermmm look I am sorry I should have thought about that “and she actually blushed.

“I am sorry if I have embarrassed you,” I said

“No no not at all” she stuttered, “Look, let me have a chat with the doctors and see if there is anything we can do to help”

“Thank you, Amy, “I said with a wink

“But first of all, the dental team want to see you so they can see if we can fix those cracked teeth,” she told me, “A porter will be here in a few minutes to take you to that department”

She left me with a smile and ten minutes later a porter came in with a wheelchair. He pushed me to the dental department and left me in the hands of one of their team. He was a lad called Adam and he took me through the whole procedure. I had x-rays with a lovely lady called Eve and then I was seen by an orthodontist and then a dental technician. I was size and colour matched and three hours later I was returned to my ward with two caps on the cracked teeth and my smile was back on my face.

I had missed lunch, but Nurse Amy found me a sandwich and coffee.

“Thank you, Amy,” I said and smiled at her

“They have done a great job; you’re looking much more handsome, “she said as she redid my observations

“More handsome?” I teased her...

“Hey, you, no fishing, you already know you are a handsome guy, “she said, and I was sure she blushed. She left me to eat my sandwich and read my book.

Doctor Kohli came in half an hour later. He had the big sexy redhead with him.

“Good afternoon, Zak how are you feeling,” he said and reached for my chart.

“Hello Doctor, I am feeling fine thank you “I replied.

“That’s good, I see the dentists have sorted out the cracked teeth,” he said looking up and me

“Yes...” I said and gave him a huge smile.

“Looking good my friend, “he said with a chuckle.

“So now it is just my arm and my ... stitches to get sorted, “I said.

“Yes, well the plaster will come off next week or so and we are here today to review the stitches,” he said, “this is Miss Smythe, she is a trainee doctor would you mind if she reviewed the injury today?”

The thought of having a sexy young buxom redhead rummaging around my cock and balls would normally have been an issue as I would have been worried about an unwanted and embarrassing erection but today, I would have given my right arm for a boner.

“No doctor that’s all fine by me,” I said and shot Miss Smythe a smile, which she returned. She had sexy green eyes, eyes that sparkled, eyes that you could drift away into.

He went to the door and called out for Nurse Amy to join us, she did so and stood by the door. I guessed this was something to do with safeguarding.

“Right Miss Smythe are you ready?” Doctor Kohli asked, and the redhead nodded her reply.

They both pulled on gloves and Doctor Kohli removed the blanket and lifted my gown, exposing my slightly battered and bruised cock.

“It is looking better than it was when you came, “he said.

“Well thank you, doctor” I chuckled, “I will take that as a compliment!”

I then sort of zoned out as Doctor Kohli told the lovely Miss Smythe all about my injuries and the work they had done to fix me up.

“Right Zak, Miss Smythe is now going to examine you, are you okay with that?” Doctor Kohli asked

“Yes, I am ready when you guys are “I replied Miss Smythe took my cock in her hand and started to examine the stitches under the tutelage of Doctor Kohli. Her hands felt good on my dick but any worries I had had about an unwanted erection were soon put to bed, there was not so much as a twitch.

Again, I zoned out as the two medics checked out my stitches and the bruising, they also used a portable scanning machine to scan my cock and balls.

They talked amongst themselves, but it was all medical jargon, and it all went over my head to be fair. They seem to take a lot of time making sure everything was okay.

It was Doctor Kohli that broke into my daydream.

“Zak, we are happy that everything is healing well and that its time to remove the stitches”

Then he turned to Nurse Amy

“Amy, you know what we need, would you mind?” he asked

“No problem at all doctors,” she said and walked out of the room; she came back minutes later pushing a trolly. The doctors moved away from the bed and Nurse Amy moved in closer.

“Right Zak, I am going to give the area a bit of a clean-up before the stitches come out,” she said with a smile, “The liquid that we clean you up with is a little bit cold”

“Yes, that’s fine Amy,” I said and gave her a wink.

Then I watched as she used an antiseptic liquid and some cloth to clean around stitches on my penis and my testicles. Once she had finished, she stepped away and Doctor Kohli took a closer looked at the stitches.

“Right, they do seem ready to come out,” he said with a smile, “Right Miss Smythe over to you”

She seemed to hesitate for a few seconds but then she picked up a pair of tweezers and small pair of very pointed scissors from the tray and went to work. She was very gentle and very professional.

I did not feel a thing as she removed the stitches, all the time she was working on my groin Doctor Kohli was keeping a good eye on her. I held my breath and tried not to move.

She stood back and admired her work before turning to me with a smile on her face.

“There you go sir, all done,” she said, and it was obvious she was proud of her work, “I hope that was okay for you?”

“Yes, it was, “I said truthfully, “I didn’t feel a thing”

“That’s good to know,” she said, “the last thing I would want to do is hurt our local hero”

“I am not sure I am a hero” I started to say but she interrupted me.

“Well, the local papers think you are,” she said and stripped off her gloves, she dropped one on the floor and when she bent over to pick it up, I got a great view of her skirt stretched tight over her sumptuous arse. I could help but scope it out.

I did manage to avert my eyes but anyone else noticed.

“Right, we will leave you to it, leave the wounded area uncovered as much as possible,” he said and with a nod and a smile, Doctor Kohli left followed by the voluptuous Miss Smythe.

“So are you feeling okay,” Nurse Amy asked

“Yes, all good thanks, but I could kill for a cup of tea “I replied.

“Oh well I think I can sort that out “she smiled and left the room She came back a few minutes later with a cup of tea.

“Right get some rest, I have other patients to deal with and it will be dinner time soon,” she said and pushed her trolly out of the room.

I read for an hour or so before I heard a knock on the door made me look up.

“I hear you might be uncovered,” a voice said from behind the door. I put the book down and pulled the sheet up to save my modesty.

“Right, it’s safe to come in” I shouted toward the door.

The door opened and in walked the police sergeant who had been to be see me just after I had been admitted into the hospital.

“Hello Sergeant, “I said as she came over to the bed.

“Please Sir call me Sarah,” she said

“Then please call me Zak, Sarah” I smiled.

“Okay it’s a deal, is it okay if I sit down?” she asked.

“Of course,” she went to the far side of the room and came back with a folding chair.

She had just sat down when Nurse Amy popped her head around in,

“Can I get you guys a cup of tea or a coffee?” she asked.

“That would be great, thank you so much, “Sarah said, “Coffee with milk but no sugar please”

“Thanks, Amy,” I said, she knew how I took mine.

Sergeant Sarah and I made small talk until Amy delivered our drinks, she left the room and closed the door behind her to give us more privacy.

“So, tell me, Zak, how are you feeling and how is the treatment going,” she asked.

“I am okay thanks, I had my teeth capped this morning, “I said and flashed her a smile.

“Looking good, “she said and sipped her coffee.

“And I had the stitches taken out of my groin this morning and this thing, “I said waving my cast at her, “will be taken off next week I hope”

“Well, that’s all looking good,” she said with a smile.

“SO, what brings you here anyway,” I said and reached for my drink.

“Oh, one of my officers slipped over while chasing a shoplifter, I was in checking that he was okay,” she said with a wink.

“Oh, so it is not an official visit?” I asked.