The Good Nurse Book Review Novels & Stories

Maybe she’d find some good news. "By the way, what’s his name?" the nurse asked, glancing at me. "Chasel," I said. "Last name?" "I'm not sure," I said. The nurse raised her left eyebrow in curiosity. "You barely know, and you’re helping,” the nurse said. “It's refreshing to find a good Samaritan around these parts.” After her comment, she narrowed her eyes at the doctor behind his back. Was she trying to help me not have to pay as much since I was doing a good deed?

"He was a good guy... and Nurse Della, she's an angel, that sweet woman." "Yes, that she may be." Rochester agreed with a smile. "I hope she's taking care of everything in the night shift." "Don't worry about her, Doc." The convict grinned, a gold tooth glinting. "She takes good care of us dumb fuckers... we don't deserve a goddess like her." "And yet here she is, spending her life in the service of men like you." The young doctor sighed, strapping a pressure reader onto Malone's dense upper arm.

Another one said, rolling her eyes. "Oh, that's because she is a good person. She helped me when I was once in need of help. I just couldn't imagine that a good person like that had almost died." The first nurse said. "Is she going to be okay now?" I asked the doctor to keep me from lashing out at the nurses. I was jealous of the woman lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her breathing almost laboured. I was jealous that it was beginning to look like almost everyone at the pack had something good to say about her.

"But guess what? I met the most adorable nurse this morning. Dark hair, gorgeous smile, and so gentle when he checked my vitals." Hazel burst out laughing. "Hold up - last week it was that doctor with the, what did you call them? 'Eyes like melted chocolate'? Now, we're moving on to nurses? That's like a career demotion in your man-hunting journey." "Hazel!" Mom feigned offense. "I'll have you know nurses are the backbone of healthcare. They work tirelessly to take care of patients and keep things running smoothly. Besides, this one has the most incredible eyes. They're this striking shade of green that you just get lost in."

I don't care if he pulls a bullet in me or anything to me, I was going to give him a piece of my mind. I turned back and saw him still standing, looking at me. I took a few steps closer to him. “To make you understand how hell you have made my life, let me start from the beginning where this all started,” I said, tears already gathering in my eyes. “I was just a normal nurse who had to work her ass off for my mum's treatment and my siblings' fees, then I stumbled on a wounded man with a gun. You must think that I would flee from you but no, Grace Green does that. In fact, she did the complete opposite and dragged that wounded man to safety and helped him. But guys, that was a bad move. A tea

Proud that those victims needed her to take care of them and angry that she was working herself to the bone. I watched her for so long and I didn’t feel the least bit guilty when I canceled a meeting with the mayor just so I could keep watching her. One thing I learned for sure, she was fucking born to be a nurse. In the midst of all that chaos, and tragedy. She kept her cool throughout and did what she was supposed to. She finally sighed when she saw that I wasn’t backing down. “Thanks for checking in,” she said. “But I really need to get some sleep.”

It'll make me cry too. "Uhm..." I don't know what or where to start. But I am happy to see her, too. "Oh right, you're kinda dizzy? Lie down, I'll check you up." I do as I am told. Kelly is the only nurse that I really like. Cause most of the nurse who took care of me, they were all grumpy and always in a hurry; Nurse Kelly is so different to all of them. I remembered the time when my mom was dead tired from work, and I was just in the hospital, no one's going to read a book for me. So she volunteered since then, even if her shift was done, she'll stay at my room for more stories and stuff.

I carefully studied her. "You always thought being good was your protection," I said. "Patient and kind and quietly capable. Like goodness was a shield." I tilted my head. "It isn't. It's just a different way of being slow." Still got nothing. No reaction from her. "Almost impressive," I said quietly. "If you are in there." The door opened, and in came a different nurse… younger, slightly harried, the energy of someone three hours past the end of a long shift. She came in two steps before she registered me, then stopped.

He decided calling for help will be the best solution cuz he didn't want to pee on himself. He picked up the phone Mark had left beside his bed and pressed the speed dial number. A few moments later a knock came and the door opened he expected to see either Mark or Dan but it was the beautiful nurse that came in instead. Yeah, she was a beauty. He couldn't deny that the more he saw of her the more she became beautiful in his eyes She had long flowing hair which had been previously hidden in ponytails but right now it was left down making her even more pretty. He hadn't gotten the time to properly assess her full beauty but the little he had allowed himself to he was amazed.

I murmured, just loud enough for Jenny's ears, and she gave me a heartfelt nod. "Well, we've got a lot to celebrate tonight." Stephanie, one of our nurses, raised her glass. "Let's drink a toast-full strength or virgin-to our own nurse practitioners, both of whom have found love and fairy tale-worthy happy endings." "To love!" added Debby, the ICU nurse. We all lifted our glasses, clinked with whoever was nearby and took long drinks. "Now." Cindy cleared her throat. "Let's start our book discussion by talking about the overarching theme of this story. Does anyone want to begin?"