Nurse Novels & Stories

"I have to check on other mothers in the ward too. But don't worry, I'll be back to check on you later in the day." "Oh, okay then. Thank you for checking on me." "It's fine. After all, you are my favourite of all the mothers that just gave birth." The nurse chuckled and moved to get out. She collided with a man and yelped. "Ouch!" She held her forehead with her hand. "Well, watch where you are going, woman." A male voice yelled at her in annoyance. "What the hell are you talking about? You bumped into…" The nurse swallowed the accusations as she stared into the deepest grayish eyes she had ever seen. Eyes that seemed to hold a

Now she got more confused. She is trying to figure out everything when the door opens and a nurse walks towards them. “Hello Mr. Castillejo, I’m Ana, I will be Mrs. Castillejo’s nurse for today.” Said the nurse to the man. The man just nodded and took his phone out from his pocket and from the look of it, it seemed that he was about to call someone. “Hello Mrs. Castillejo, I’m Ana, how are you feeling right now?” The nurse asked while she was checking her vital signs.

A young nurse in a pale blue uniform looked up from her computer screen, offering a professional, tired smile. "Good afternoon, ma'am. How can I help you today?" the nurse asked softly. I leaned against the counter, letting my shoulders drop slightly and pulling my hands from my pockets. I squeezed my fingers together, letting a small, anxious tremble show in my hands as I looked at her with wide, worried eyes.

“Oh, goodie, you’re awake.” Glancing over my shoulder, I scan the nurse who grins wider than the Cheshire cat. “We were really worried about you, you know. It was my first experience with a high-risk patient, I almost peed my pants the moment they brought you in. Oh, I’m Lily, by the way.” While the nurse keeps expressing her worries about my health, I observe her. Lily is young, in her early twenties, and a childish soul. Perhaps she’s a professional in her field, but the piggy-tails make her look like a preteen.

The door opened. The nurse who came in was a woman I had not seen before, someone from the evening shift taking over from the day staff. She was efficient and unhurried and she moved around the bed checking the IV line and the monitoring connections and looking at the readout with the focused attention of someone doing a job they knew how to do. She glanced between Tristan and me with the practiced neutrality of hospital staff who have worked in obstetric units long enough to understand that the people in these rooms are frequently in complicated circumstances and that the job is to manage the clinical situation without editorializing the personal one. She mad

"Have your rest or whatever, but please make sure to answer right away if I call, are we clear?" "Yes, sir," the nurse replied courteously. She could never find it in her heart to be rude to any one of these people in this house. From the elder couple, Don Carlo and Angela, to this young couple, Aleah and Denny, the nurse could clearly feel the natural flow of respect and love for one another that she is so happy to be surrounded by them, even if she is here to assist a patient, a pregnant patient. Who wouldn't be glad when she is provided with a place to stay for free while her salary is also admirable, although she is consider

No pun intended. She takes it off me and I manage a groggy thank you. She smiles. “You’re welcome Kacey.” She says placing the glass down. “I’m Nuse Casandra and I’ll be your nurse whilst you are here.” I nod. “I’ll be taking your vitals making sure that you’re stable and are recovering well.” I nod. “I’m just going to take your pulse and ask you a few questions sweetie? I nod.

She was on the edge of a nervous breakdown, she paced around the waiting room, from one pillar to another and back. Her eyes were already swollen from the tears she'd been releasing from her arrival at Rose's bedroom. The air-conditioning in the room didn't dry the sweat that ran down her forehead into the side of her face. The people present when they'd carried Rose away tried to calm her wretching heart. She is a nurse; she did most of the consoling and helped console the families of deceased patients back in the hospital where she works. She knew how things were done, but somehow, her mind slipped from one thought to another.

He was deeply invested in the well-being of each individual under his care, and he took pride in delivering personalized attention and expertise to those who needed it most. Dr. Stevens was greeted warmly by Nurse Jenna, who smiled brightly from the nurses' station. Her vibrant red scrubs added a pop of color to the hospital's sleek white surroundings, reflecting her energetic and compassionate personality. As a dedicated and skilled nurse, Jenna had earned a reputation for providing empathetic care, combining her clinical expertise with a unique ability to connect with patients and offer emotiona

She greeted for which Qin Yue nodded politely. The nurse seemed to be in her early twenties, her jet black hairs were twisted into a descent bun. Her skin was delicate and her features were stunning. Qin Yue had to admit, this young girl was a real beauty. The nurse was friendly as she removed her IV drip, checking on her pulse; she nodded and inquired, "Mmm… everything seems stable. Does it hurt anywhere?"