Nightingale Movie Kristin Hannah นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Not enough to impersonate a man like Matthew Delacruz. The door creaked open. The door burst open, and nurses poured in with equipment. Hannah hadn’t expected it — fear flashed in their eyes, sharp and brief, before treatment took over. “Ma’am, we need to clean you up properly before beginning treatment,” said a nurse in her mid-fifties. Hannah’s gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform — Matron Linda. Her eyes widened. A senior nurse like her usually attended to important patients, not… someone like Hannah.

"Xander, ~Now that you know the truth… As your savior, I could only wish one thing… … Please, let me go!~ -Hannah"

She looked at the people sitting in the living room and noticed Rayan looked like he had aged a few decades older. Hannah had been crying her lungs out. She was now unconscious, lying on the sofa with an IV drip. They hadn't even reacted so when Deanna was kidnapped, but this was what was happening. Raeleigh turned to Hansen and requested, "May I have a few of your men?"

He blinked the sleep from his eyes and looked over at Hannah. "What? Who?" he began as Hannah stepped up to the bed and grabbed the sheet. She yanked it down then immediately yanked it back up as she saw Gretchen was naked. She left the woman's face exposed. "Gretchen! What are you doing here?!?" Hannah barked.

"You look just... wow," "Really?" She exclaimed, her hot pink lips twitching up in a big smile. "Wow, you look like a disco ball," Sean said and Hannah glared at him. "Shut up," She grumbled, and then her sharp eyes caught Kristen huddled up under his arms. "You must be Kristen, isn't it?" "Yeah," Kris smiled. "Nice to meet you," "Aww, she's so pretty," Hannah giggled hugging Kris who looked thoroughly taken aback. "What are you doing with this dick head?"

Her muffled sob echoed throughout the large cabin. She looked outside the glass window that covered one side of the building. It was dark and the sky wasn’t that clear. More tears rushed down her cheeks as her eyes accidentally fell on the clock. It was 11 PM and she didn’t know how she was going to get home. There were definitely people in the hospital as so many people needed care and duty doctors for emergencies but her shift was over hours ago. She wasn’t going to find a bus home as she lived far from her workplace.

Hannah's POV Oh dear Goddess, I am such a fool. I am such a fool for deceiving Nathan. I should have told him everything. I feel so bad for Brenda and I feel even worse that I can't tell Nathan who can help her because I'm trying to protect Nathan. I don't want him having any issues with Cathylene anymore. I pace restlessly in Olivia's room. “What if my hesitation causes Brenda to die?” “What if Cathylene was lying when she said she'd bring her personal doctor to take care of her?”

Noah yelled at all the men. They turned on the lights and it's like my heart left my body. Is that, oh my goodness, it's him. The spy assign to secretly follow Jackson. Jones, he's dead? ****** Hannah's POV Hannah, it's me Emily, you need to stop it, Alex got to you. I can't live anymore. I am pregnant and I have HIV. I'm sorry, I'm tired. I'm on the school roof and I'm going to God now. Goodbye forever) was what was written on the screen as they both read.

The three of us stood up and walked towards the corridor and down to the room where Hannah was sleeping, but surprising enough, the door was open, and we entered immediately, meeting a nurse inside holding Hannah on the bed. “What are you trying to do? You want to kill her because your boss was arrested today?” Faith yelled as she moved closer and went to hold the nurse at the collar of her uniform. “Please relax. I was only trying to make her calm.” The nurse voiced out. “Hannah! What’s the matter? Are you okay?” I said it with a soft voice. “She! She... the nurse was bringing my past back to me.” Hannah responded. “You know, once she told you to stop saying it, You should have known better

“You were the one who came up on me. You then made yourself look disheveled and proceeded to run out asking for help! I have never tried to touch you!” Hannah had a look of horror on her face and looked nervously at Sebastian Carter, the director of City Hospital. “Mr. Zinn is right. I was the proactive one. Mr. Carter, what I did was something on impulse. This issue… This issue… sob sob…” Hannah said, half talking, half sobbing, while her tears flowed from the sides of her eyes.