Veil Bed Hospital Novels & Stories

Veer is clueless as to why his daughter is not resting in her own room after being hurt; after all, she was meant to be in her room recovering from her injuries rather than coming here and being admitted to the hospital. Due to the large size of Rajeev Hospital and the abundance of patient rooms, Veer initially believed that Venya might be sleeping in her room when he arrived. However, to his surprise, Venya was discovered in someone else's room. When an IV drip was placed in nand's hands while he was lying on the bed in the center of the room, he mistook it for his own room rather than Venya's.

He also had the nurses change my bed sheets and in addition to the hospital blankets, there is now a lovely soft pink thick quilt on the bed with a new set of pillows, one for my head and one for my arm. While in the shower, I’ve also had several sets of flowers delivered to my room. Who would have sent flowers for me? I can’t think of anyone who would, these must have been delivered to the wrong room. I’ll be sad to see them go, they are beautiful and smell amazing!

Until finally, Via’s eyes opened. Sean held his breath, waiting for Via to come to her senses. The first thing Via saw was the ceiling of the room and smelled the strong antiseptic. She felt like she was floating in the air, like she was in a dream, but she was half aware too that she was in a hospital. “Hey,” said a masculine voice that sounded hoarse from the other side.

The room that came into view made me gasp in surprise. Good Mercy!! Why is this so beautiful for a blind Prince who couldn't even see different colors? The large king sized bed was laced in the middle with beautiful white velvets divided into four with a strong hold by the ceiling clip. It was plaited neatly to the edge of the bed and blue stones stuck by it. The bed sheets were pure white with royal blue petals scattered on it and a huge fluffy blanket. The Italian carpet was royal blue with a gold dragon logo in the middle.

Valencia Nightingale The sharp smell of sterile equipment and antiseptic hit me before the doctor even spoke. He stood at the foot of the bed, glasses low on the bridge of his nose, his gloved hands folded professionally—but his expression was grave. Vladislav lay on the mattress behind him, skin pale to an almost whitish color and damp with sweat. His chest rose steadily under the blanket that had been pulled up to his chin. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him.

Sam sprayed on some perfume and looked at herself in the mirror. She touched her dark blue robe that matched her light blue and pearl-toned wardrobe. She highlighted her hazel eyes with black eyeliner and white shadow. She had put on lipstick, even though no one was going to see her lips, but it was to keep them moisturized. Her hair looked beautiful and silky, although only part of it was showing because the veil covered most of her face including her hair. She had changed a lot since Arthur took her to the estate, she was no longer disheveled and her hair didn't look like a bird's nest.

As he opened the door, Justin turned back and said, "Take care." Melissa sat beside Eric, who snored deeply, murmuring stuff in his sleep and shuffling a lot. It was evident his dream was vivid, and she caressed his face, snuggling underneath him for his head to be in his lap. She remained like that for about an hour, before there was knocks on the door. Assuming Justin had forgotten something, she reached the doorknob and opened it, only to be taken by surprise, gasping as she stepped backwards. It was Draven H. Malcom.

Hiraya lifted her palms and let the sigils burn awake beneath her skin. And they walked. The Infirmary Adrian Holt regained consciousness to the muted hum of medical machines and a nauseating throb in his wrist. He blinked through the haze of painkillers. He thought the worst had already happened. He was wrong. The door didn’t slam open. It didn’t creak. It whispered. Nerisa entered first. Her gown flowed behind her as a shadow dipped in moonlight. Her beauty wasn’t comforting. It was the kind ancient sailors carved warnings about.

He quickly carried her across the room Now seeing the room, Venus saw a large king-sized bed with red and golden crimson sheets. The cover was golden on the under side and red on the top side. The sheet blankets were golden and looked silkly and soft. Four long wooden post were placed at each corner of the bed. A top wooden ceiling hung over the bed. Red mesh curtains were tied to the posts. Venus felt herself heart skip a beat with excitement as she was laid down on the end of the bed. She laid on her back and she spreaded her legs.

His eyes had bags under them as if he hadn't slept a wink. "Vid...Vidyut." I said in my hoarse voice. "Are you okay?" I shook my head, sniffing. I didn't have to ramble my eyes to perceive where I was. The soft pillow and crisp sheets beneath me had told me the tale. It was a hospital bed. The pungent smell of the mixture of cleaners and antiseptic had reached my nostrils. Along with that the room was filled with the fragrance of red roses. Those scents were making me feel more sick.