Forrest novel Chapter 43

FORREST

BILL WAS still in the hospital. I found out he drowned himself with work to prove that the project was viable. I felt like an arsehole for pushing him too hard. He wanted to show his self-worth to me, just like he promised when he agreed to see a therapist after I took him in. Thankfully, he woke up because I couldn’t forgive myself, and I had a lot of guilt that could last a lifetime.

“Don’t do that again. You can always say no to me. You don’t have to prove anything to me. You’ve already proven your worth to the company.”

“I know.” He looked down. “It wasn’t your fault. I have to admit, I forgot the world outside the lab for a few days after our conference call.”

“That was weeks ago. You haven’t been to your flat, haven’t been showered, and changed clothes. Then you ate take out food and injected yourself with insulin. That’s not healthy, Bill.”

His face lit up. “Is that your way of telling me that I look like shit?”

I chuckled. “Exactly. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t able to come right away.”

“Because you thought became a junkie again? It’s alright, and I know you’re a busy person.”

“Still, I’m so sorry. It’s not an excuse on my part. I promised to take care of you, not as your employer, but as a friend.” Guilt twisted my gut because he was right on that part. “And I have a few issues left in States.”

“I’ve been there. It was hell on earth, but I love this job. And as I told you before, I wanna do something, man. If I ever break your trust, no one will accept me and give me the same opportunity you handed to me in a silver platter. I owe you a great outcome.”

“But you don’t have to kill yourself with work. It wasn’t exactly handed to you in a silver platter. You worked hard for it, and I’m glad you’re okay. Take a few days rest before you go back to work. Go and visit some places, get laid, and do whatever you want, as long as it doesn’t involve you ending in this bed again.”

He shook his head and grinned. “You know I can’t do that until I finish what I started. We’re already behind the schedule.”

“That’s not a request. That’s an order. Just stay out of trouble, okay? I mean it, Bill.”

A few minutes later, we were laughing.

I loved his new idea. I’d never been excited about the new updates and he promised to be ready in a few months. The Advanced Implant Glucose Monitor System with Insulin Automated Delivery System for Diabetic Type II.

Using a Nanotechnology, once the patient was diagnosed, it would be implanted in his arm or his abdomen. One of our developers was currently creating a phone app and Atto Tech watch of AIGMS-IADS to monitor the glucose level in one click.

“The patient can monitor his sugar level without pricking himself every now and then. If the patient develops low sugar, the sensor will send the result to the mainframe. It would be lesser work for the medical and clinical staff as well. I hope the Endocrinology and Diabetes Center will give this a chance,” Bill said proudly. “You can ask doc, just don’t tell him you already knew the details.”

“I know you all won’t let this company down, Bill.”

“Thanks for the trust, man.”