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"Acha baki sab choro aur batao Hamza ko kya hua ha" Haider looked at him shocked, he could feel his heart beating furiously
"Ku.. Kuch nahi usko ky... Kya hona ha" He stuttered not looking into Ali's eyes
Haider hissed loudly when the chapal in Ali's hand landed on his back with great force
"Haider ab tumhari zaban se aik bhi jhot nikla to tumhara mu hoga aur mera hath smajhe"
Ali's voice was dangerously low sending shivers down Haider's spine
"Bha.. Bhaijaan woh... " he trailed off thinking if he should tell the truth or not
After being silent for another 30 seconds he was again about to lie but the stinging pain on his bottom made him say otherwise
"Bhaijaan mein apko bata dun ga par ap gussa to nahi karein ga" he mumbled
Ali sighed and shook his head... He pulled Haider and made him sit on the bed next to himself
"Nahi karun ga ab batao" This time his voice was soft making Haider relax immediately
"Bhaijaan woh Hamza ko COPD ha" Ali's heart skipped a beat "Kya?"
His broken voice scattered haiders heart
[for those who dont know what COPD
is
Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD): COPD is a progressive lung disease that includes conditions such as chronic bronchitis and emphysema. It can cause breathing difficulties, persistent coughing, and reduced lung function, leading to a decreased quality of life and increased risk of complications.
It can be cured with medications but if the person's health deteriorates surgery is required
One surgical option for COPD is called lung volume reduction surgery (LVRS). LVRS involves removing damaged or diseased portions of the lung to improve lung function and reduce symptoms. It can help improve breathing ability and quality of life in carefully selected patients with severe COPD who meet specific criteria.]
"Chachu ko pata ha" Haider nodded
"kya kaha ha unhon ne? Hamza thek to ho jai ga na?" Haider looked at Ali
"Kuch keh nahi skate bhai usko weekly injections de rahe hein chachu, unhone ne kaha ha agar next month tak koi progress nazar na ai to daily injection dene parhein ga"
"Daily?" Ali asked shockingly looking into his eyes
"Ge bhai, bs Allah kare koi progress ho jai uski health mein, us bechare ke injections boht painful hein" Ali frowned
"Tumhe kese pata?" Haider laughed awkwardly
"Woh uski chekhein sun kar pata chalta ha" Ali again picked up his chappal
"Are bata raha hun jazbati kyun ho rahe hein" Ali hummed and kept the chappal back
"start" Ali said leaning back on the headrest
Haider was peacefully sleeping on Hamza's bed who had begged him to sleep in his room tonight
Haseeb entered the room with an injection in his hand... He smiled seeing Haider who was Hamza according to him, sleeping on his stomach with his face under the pillow
Since the lights were off he could not see properly, but because it was hamzas room it was obvious that the one sleeping was Hamza
He slowly pulled Haider's pants a little down and rubbed the area with an alcohol pad...
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Rishton Ki Dor
General FictionThis is a joint family story where everyone loves each other to no extent Join their journey to learn how the elder brothers deal with the younger brats...
