Book English Patient Novels & Stories

What was my answer going to be? "Excuse me miss" the nurse at the front desk called out to me "hi," I said awkwardly " uhm, is Georgiana in today?" I asked while she just stared at me "Georgiana, a resident or a patient?" she asked while I stood confused for a minute "Georgiana Goldberg," I answered finally "You mean doctor..."

Since she wasn't sure if anyone would come to her considering how big the hospital was, the equipment and treatment must be topnotch. On a whim, Diana opened a cupboard and various items came out of it, causing her to fall down in shock. "I withdraw my words, this room is like a warehouse." Diana couldn't help but pick up the items one by one. She categorized them based on their usefulness. Nothing caught her eye except for one book that had a striking color. Diana picked it up and opened it. "Patient list?” Yes, the book contained the names of the patients and their types of problems that were almost entirely caused by silver and wolfsbane.

It’s really nice here and I am currently in one of the rooms. The nurses and doctors are really nice and caring, not like the last hospital had bad service, but this one is just better in so many ways. I am sitting on my bed, and I am reading a book that my new doctor gave me. It’s called “Atomic Habits”, and I’m already enjoying it. It’s a very helpful and productive book. “Your tests results would be out very soon.” My mother says. She is sitting on the big blue couch in my hospital room along with my dad. My dad has his legs crossed and he is reading a newspaper.

“Choked on air.” Aislen smirked. Their turn came and the receptionist looked up expectantly as they leaned over the counter. “Baby Book?” “There’s a book?” Aislen blinked. “I have a book,” Heath said, frowning. “About babies.” “The one your GP gives you,” the receptionist was patient. “Your GP did give you a Baby Book didn’t they?” Aislen shook her head. The receptionist nodded wearily and reached under the desk producing a blue diary. “This your first appointment?” She asked opening the diary.

he greeted as he walked up to the receptionist who couldn’t hide the lust on her face, who was this cute English man? “Hello sir” she tried to make voice as meek as possible, “how may I help you?” “I am here to see Bianca Baxter, which room is she in?” “Uhmm, we can not disclose our patients' information like that sir, I….” “I am her husband and i just flew into town” he said while raising an eyebrow at her, “can you tell me or should I find it myself?” “Oh sorry sir, she is in the private suite on the third floor, she…”

“ Darkness in people… in demons! “ Shouted. He threw down the cards and started shaking his head. Wildly. The nurses immediately came and picked up the patient, taking him out of the room, but the patient was struggling. “ come with me, discover the darkness! The demon! While he was struggling, Betina talked to me, asked me questions but I couldn't even pay attention because the other patient was screaming. “ Navid, what did you think of me? “ Betina asked. I didn't respond, I was focused on the game again and wanted to finish quickly. Betina insisted on the question. I continued ignoring and playing. Another patient immediately undoes his puzzle game. “ This is impossible! Hollow head…empty

Everything smelled faintly of antiseptic and recycled air and something metallic she couldn’t name. England. She let the word settle. It didn’t feel real yet. Nothing had happened since the accident. Since the papers. Since the name she’d signed and unsaid and signed again. A nurse spoke in a calm accent, clipped and efficient. Chris answered questions automatically—passport details, medical history, allergies. He sounded steady. She watched his jaw tighten with every response, the muscle flicking like it always had when he was holding too much in. They wheeled her down the narrow aisle, past curious glances, past a woman pretending not to stare, past a child craning his neck.

She was the one who needed to rest really, and to be away from him and his calculated but penetrating looks. He wordlessly nodded at her, his icy blue eyes soon shifting to his phone, and she was on her way out of the room that seemed just about ready to suffocate her. Indeed, most of the patients she encountered in her few years as a registered nurse were more talkative, whether it was to whine about the pain or to make small talk because they were bored. Naturally, Roman Bianchi was unlike any patient she had before, and she would have to get used to him and his temperament. It would take some time but, hopefully, she would be able to stand the man throughout the 10 days.

"If you think they're all the same, then go buy it online yourself. I'm not treating you anymore. From now on, you're not welcome at my clinic. Don't come back." I reached out to take the medication back. However, she clutched it tightly in her hands, looking righteous and indignant. "What's wrong? Feeling guilty and trying to destroy the evidence? Well, I'm not giving it back! I'm keeping it as proof!" I was so angry at how shameless she was that my fists clenched involuntarily. Just then, a patient behind her leaned forward and whispered, "Dr. Miller, it's almost my turn. My head's still killing me."

I just quietly sitting not sure if I wan to say something while she is busy with what she do or just fulfill my plan right away. I was about to say something when she start to speak. "You look bothered sweetie" I am stopped when she said that without even throwing a look at me. "How did you know" "Even I dont look at you? hmmm? well, just the sound of your breathing, I already know that something isnt right in you, so, what is it?" "Well, about the patient that you brought us, the hospital is refusing to treat her without upfront insurance" "That is the protocol in any hospital dear"