Melanie Martinez Nurse Office Novels & Stories

Sinclair, she asked sweetly, "Is there something you need, Mom?" Mrs. Sinclair sat beside her, a warm smile on her lips. "Of course not," she murmured. Stacy nodded, maintaining her pleasant expression, though her mind was elsewhere. ***** Martinez arrived at his office, his mind heavy with unease. Evans was already there, waiting for him with a file in hand. Without a word, he sat down and Evans handed it over. Martinez flipped through the pages, his heart pounding as he read. The data confirmed it...he had been in an accident that night. His head spun, and he felt a cold chill creep down his spine.

I shouldn't disturb them. *********** Melanie's Point Of View. My eyes opened slowly as I could see the white ceiling, I looked around the room as I saw a nurse dealing with the drip. "Hiii..." I struggled to say so I could get he attention. She looked at me, thank God she quickly figured out that I am calling her. "It's okay, where are you feeling pain?" She asked me as I showed her and she just nodded. "I will let the doctor know about it, just stay where you are and don't try to move." She warned me as she left the room.

Granted she could have been at work or something but not once did I see them go out to lunch or dinner, not once did she surprise him at work, no special outing or fundraising events, nothing. Before we could talk anymore, Ben walks back in and lets Jared know that the detectives are here to speak with him. I figured that was what Ben had to leave to do. Once they come in and introduce themselves I head out to get Jared some pain medicine. When I walk back into the nurse's station to fill up Jared's medicine, I see Melissa on the computer looking at Laynie's files. I let her know that I need her to go put Laynie's IV in since she is awake and to get her vitals. I would do it myself, but I fe

Both Carl and Adrian had been waiting for what felt like an eternity. Most times, they engaged in conversations about their motorcycle club and other affairs in their lives. Even when they had busy schedules, they still decided to wait at the hospital till Melanie was awake. A slender nurse approached them. She was wearing a nurse scrub and a nose mask. “Patient in room 305 is awake. Miss Melanie Gabrielle.” She spoke, her gaze flicking at both Carl and Adrian. “Thanks for informing us. How is she?” Carl asked politely.

“I need to talk about a patient.” “Oh. Uh. Alpha! I, uh, of course,” the nurse shuffled to his feet. “Which one?” “Melinda Carter,” I said. “Um, sorry, she's gone,” the nurse said. “What do you mean gone?” I asked. “Family came in, just a couple days ago. Had her transferred to another facility. They didn't say why.” “What facility?” Ethan demanded. “They didn't say. They handled the transfer themselves, so we don't have any transfer documents. Sorry.”

After parking, they hurried inside to the front desk. "We are looking for Damon Marchesi, he was brought in for a heart attack," Melanie told the nurse a little short of breath. "One moment please, let me check..." The nurse tapped away at her computer. "Ah yes, Mr. Marchesi is currently in the ICU on the fourth floor. You could take the elevators down the hall to your left." "Thank you." Soon they settled into the uncomfortable plastic chairs in the waiting room for the news. Naomi kept Sophie and Matt entertained with games on her tablet.

"She is stubborn. Like her mother." The monitor beeped steady. Thump thump. I closed my eyes and let myself breathe with it. The door clicked. I jumped. Kael was on his feet before the nurse even got both feet inside. It was not our regular nurse. This one was younger, dark hair pulled back, a clipboard in her hand. She smiled too wide. "Evening, folks. Just need to check vitals," she said. Kael stepped between her and the bed. "Where is Martinez."

I said. "This is proof." Damian clicked to another folder. "But there's more." He pulled up witness statements. Typed interviews with hospital staff. "Nurse Jessica Martinez. Worked at Mount Sinai in 2022. She was paid ten thousand dollars to 'misplace' Mabel's baby from the nursery." He scrolled. "She took him to a different floor where Claire's people were waiting." "Where is this nurse now?" "Fired from Mount Sinai six months later for unrelated issues. Currently working at a clinic in New Jersey."

Sylvia explained to Dr Ryan. Dr Ryan who was a tall, lean man with salt and pepper hair examined Melanie. He denoted that there was no visible sign of sudden unconsciousness so she was given fluids to rejuvenate her. 9:30 am The soft glow of the morning sun filters through the blinds, casting a warm light across the hospital room. As Melanie lies in the bed, her eyes closed, her face pale. Her mother, Sylvia, sits beside her, her hand gently stroking Melanie’s hair.

She went to the obstetrics and gynecology clinic. There were a lot of people. She sat on the bench and waited. Aside from her, there were two other nurses sitting on the bench, chatting. “All right, I will talk to you later. I am going to change Mrs. Valentine’s dressing,” one of the nurses said, standing up. “Which Mrs. Valentine? You sound respectful,” asked another nurse. “How many Mrs. Valentines are there in Santabaca?” The nurse asked back.