Novel & Cerita The Nurse Kristian Corfixen

The nurse on the right kept nodding her head and said, "It's true! We just wanted to do a DNA test. We didn't know it was wrong for us to do this and we're really sorry about this! Please forgive us." Lucas was shocked to say the least. Their confession sounded so ridiculous that he could not help but question their words. He then scoffed and said, "Why would you suddenly want to do a DNA test on me? And who's this other person you're talking about?" The nurses did not dare to dilly and dally with their answers since Edmund's threat was still fresh in their minds. "The other person is the woman who came with you at that time… If I remember correctly, her name is Corinne…"

For the two of them, she's simply a stranger. We arrived at the clinic. We didn't travel too far this time. When they entered, Cristine asked the nurse respectfully, "Nurse, can you treat this kid's wound?" The nurse was young and attractive; I believe she was a recent graduate. The nurse kindly said, "All right, girl, you should put the kid in bed." Cristine took the child to the bed and sat down. "No!" Tristan screamed frantically, clutching Cristine's neck fiercely. What do you mean by "no"?

"We have already assembled the hospital's top medical team, including Dr. Pacheco from cardiology, Prof. Shields from neurology, and Dr. Krueger, who specializes in rare diseases. We will do our utmost!" As soon as he finished speaking, several elderly doctors in white coats with chief physician badges hurried over. At the front was Cristian Pacheco, whose hair was white but whose eyes were exceptionally sharp. He first nodded respectfully to Carl, then immediately bent down to examine Amelia, placing his fingers on her pulse and diagnosing her condition with a grave expression.

Chapter 198: The Love Making **Christiana’s POV** The moment we landed in Texas, I knew what needed to be done first. I took Bryan directly to the hospital. I couldn’t afford to waste another second letting Bella’s poison linger inside him. The doctor we met was a professional whose reputation preceded him, Dr. Whitaker, a neurologist and specialist in trauma-related amnesia. His office was lined with certificates, his glasses perched at the edge of his nose, his eyes sharp with intelligence but softened by compassion.

"No, doc... I'm fine, I'm fine. The doctor who treated me was very good and the nurses here are very caring." "That's good." Henrix immediately came to me and made sure to hold my hand. “She's my wife... Kris. Is it surprising that you know my wife?" "Ahh, she's your wife, doc." "Yes. And… Uhm… May we excuse ourselves for a moment?” Henrix immediately pulled me out of that room, but my mind was still confused by the many questions. "What are you doing here?" "You… too?" I asked him back. "Are you here on duty?"

“I haven’t consulted a doctor here. I just returned yesterday from Cleveland.” “Oh, in that case, why don’t you see Dr. Gary Martin, a renowned orthopedic surgeon in Adventist Hospital? I’m associated with it. You’ll find Dr. Edmund James, the best neurosurgeon in the entire city there.” Christian’s eyes twinkled with hope. Could he check his issues there? “Fine. I’ll have a word with them this week.” It was evening, and he looked forward to his date with Skylar. She had gone shopping and hadn’t returned yet. Christian checked the last-minute preparations and then sent his employees home. He wanted to enjoy their date with no disturbance.

Amelia kept on smiling and giggling. "Take her and run some tests on her." The doctor instructed but the nurse felt she wasn't up to the task. She was feeling dizzy all of a sudden. "I'm sorry. I need to use the restroom, I'll be back." She didn't wait to listen to the doctor's approval, she ran out of the office. Nurse Christen got to the restroom, she checked everywhere to see if anyone was in and when she saw that no one was in, she locked the door.

Frederick stated and walked past him then headed towards the nurse at the counter. Lucian watched him leave and smirked to himself. "I promise you, you won't find her ever again" He mouthed silently and turned around heading inside. Frederick reached the desk where the nurse stood. "Excuse me, I was wondering if there is any patient by the name of Kristen Chase" Frederick said trying to sound neutral. He suddenly got a chill and his earlier thought of Kristen being not okay worried him. He knew that a reason someone visits the hospital is when they are not medically fit and Kristen did not say anything at all about going to see a doctor.

Upon explaining his intentions, the nurse directed Grey to the hospital director, who also served as a doctor there. Dr. Amora Cristine was a young doctor who had achieved the remarkable feat of becoming the hospital director. Grey found a room with a simple yet elegant ambiance as he entered her office. Light blue walls blended with white, creating a serene atmosphere. When the hospital director looked up and glanced at Grey, her eyes widened for a moment before narrowing. She promptly stood up, revealing a beautiful brown-haired woman with a wide smile. "Mr. Grey? Grey Reed?" Amora appeared surprised, confirming his name with great curiosity.

After a while, a nurse came out of said operation theatre to pass a document to Cameron, asking him to sign. Just as he was signing, a flurry of footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor. They looked toward the source of the sound, only to see Kris running toward them with a woman in tow. When they got closer, Kris grabbed the nurse who stood in front of Cameron to ask for his signature on the document. “Nurse, this lady is a professional gynaecologist from City Five Hospital and she is my mom’s main doctor. She’s familiar with her condition, so can you let her into the operation room to help out?” Kris asked quickly while she panted.