Nurse Mga Nobela at Kwento

The nurse sat on a chair close to the window and picked up a magazine on the floor. "Good morning, mom," I greeted her and she responded with a bright smile. My eyes swept over the nurse. She was a young lady that I guess will not be more than eighteen which is the same age as my brother. She had a pretty oval face and glossy curly blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She was average in height. I guess we will be almost the same height and her skin was as pale as mine. She was wearing a blue scrub uniform that made her look very smart.

The sound of her cry was loud enough to attract someone to her side. A lady dressed in white, obviously a nurse and about her age. “Good heavens! You are awake, how are you feeling, Ma’am?“ the nurse said, her face bearing an expression of relief. “I feel terrible, my body hurts and I don’t think I can move at all, my head feels so heavy..” she stuttered in fear, her voice was a croak then she sobbed.

I argued. "Take that back!" "What?" "She is just a nurse, take it back." "But she is a nurse." "You said it in a demeaning manner, Nathaniel. Nurses are also in the medical field. Being a nurse doesn't make them any less than a doctor. They do more than the doctors do and they are more familiar with patients and do you think this would be her first case of a sprained ankle? She knows what she is doing so don't go around talking like that." She was fuming. If this were some cartoon they would be smoke coming out of her head.

Aaron roared at the poor nurse. "Sorry, sir, only one child specialist is available at this time of night but he is also busy with another child who is in a critical condition. Please wait for a moment till then I will check her." The nurse tried to maintain her professional tone all the time but she was scared of him. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY I HAVE TO WAIT? DO YOU KNOW WITH WHOM YOU ARE TALKING TO? HOW DARE-.." His loud voice was cut off by his daughter's louder voice.

“Another woman?” The nurse nodded. Miranda looked confused. “I don’t know anyone here.” Noah stood immediately. “What does she look like?” The nurse thought briefly. “Ermm, I can’t say much,” she answered. “Maybe late fifties. She’s kind of problematic.” Miranda’s brows furrowed deeper. Noah exchanged a quick glance with Melissa. Something felt off. “Did she mention a name?” Noah asked. The nurse hesitated again. Then nodded slowly.

I said lightly, “I kind of have a bad memory.” She stared at me not even blinking m I cleared my throat. “Understood.” She nodded once and left me there. Well, that was one feisty woman. After unpacking I headed straight to the bathroom, the shower washing off the nerves, the excitement and the fear. I slipped into my nurse uniform after feeling oddly official. This was real. Seriously real. Since it was still morning I figured I should check in on Mr Kylian I stepped out walking down the hall till I found his door.

Damien asked with an irritated look on his face. If the nurse is a man, he would have punched him before throwing him out of the mansion. But she is a woman and he is trying to control his anger. Being a nurse she should take care of her patient. That should be her main priority. But this one is more interested in flirting than the task given to her.

A NURSE STRIDES INTO THE ROOM, and I instantly feel some of the tension leaving my body. She's got this fiery red hair that's pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and a smile that could make even the grumpiest person crack a grin. Her white uniform crinkles as she moves, and there's this clean, sharp smell of disinfectant that seems to follow her around.

Jennifer, the nurse said with a bright smile. Tbc…

Now she was bruised and broken, and I hated myself for not being able to protect her from this. The nurse slipped into the room, the door clicking softly shut behind her. She adjusted the IV bag with practised hands, the faint chemical scent of antiseptic drifting from her gloves. Then she bent to inject something else into the line, murmuring under her breath as if trying not to disturb the air itself. I rose halfway from the chair. “Nurse… is she going to be alright?” The woman looked at me, her eyes calm but firm. “She will be fine. Her body’s been through a lot, but the evacuation went smoothly. Right now, what she needs mor