Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 120

After Natalie left, the air in the ward froze. Time seemed to have stopped. Jim, sitting on the sofa, did not even dare to breathe loudly. He could only watch quietly as the man sat on the bed and smoked one cigarette after another.

The room was already filled with smoke Jim could no longer see the man’s face clearly

Jim wanted to stop him but didn’t dare to. If he tried to persuade him now, he might not be far from Southland.

The non-smoking Jim was choked so much that he was about to move into the ward next door. He prayed silently in his heart.

Natalie looked at the documents in the office for a while and was about to go to the washroom when she was stopped by the nurse. “Mrs. Wilson”

The nurse looked a little timid and embarrassed.

Natalie stopped in her tracks. “What’s wrong? There’s something wrong with the patient?”

The nurse shook her head and glanced at the door of Ward 1314. “Mrs. Wilson, can you draw blood for the patient in this room?”

After saying that, the nurse lowered her head. She also felt that it was inappropriate to make that request because this was her job, to begin with. She had to draw blood and send a blood test sheet in room 1314 to the laboratory in the morning. However, she did not dare to go in after receiving the sharp gaze of the patient.

Actually, Natalie did not want to go in either. After all, they had just had an unpleasant exchange. However, when she met the nurse’s pitiful eyes, her heart softened. I’m going to the toilet first. Give me the things later. Just this once.” The nurse had to do it even if she did not dare. Natalie had no obligation to help her all the time.

After Natalie went to the toilet, site took the equipment from the reception desk and pushed open the door. Unexpectedly. what greeted her was a wave of choking smoke. Even she, who smoked, found it difficult to breathe.

her pocket and put it on. She held her breath and frowned. She glared

so thick, Natalie couldn’t see his face clearly when she

on the higher floors were all very small. They could not be opened fully, so the speed at which the smoke

it was. Trevon Wilson looked like a student who had made. mistake and was caught. He quickly extinguished the cigarette butt, but that was futile.

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to come and manage Trevon. Jim almost died in there. He

looked down at him again and said in a bad tone, “Mr. Wilson, are you

was caught red-handed. When he met her dissatisfied gaze, he panicked a little. When did he become so timid: He explained in a

that a few? You had almost two packets. I was afraid you would smoke yourself to death

reason. Her expression was normal as she said, “Do you want to draw from your right hand

replied, “Left hand. He then obediently handed her his hand.

slender hand and tied a device to his arm. She patted the vein and pierced the needle into

his skin, his chest felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. He couldn’t say a word he wanted to say. The numb feeling in his body reminded him that was the feeling he had been longing for for a long time. Without saying a word, his burning gaze was fixed on her petite and

only hoped that she could draw more blood so

the blood was drawn, Natalie pressed the cotton ball on his arm. Her tone was not amiable. “Press it down”

force her to stay. He just watched her leave in a daze. She was resolute and did not stop at all. The feeling of her being out of his reach made

a hospital was a place of bad luck. It’s filled with sadness, despair, and even death. If the answer was hospital when asked for one’s location, the one who asked would get the impression that one

gave people was always bad. Some people even had the idea that they should not go to the hospital if

of Athana Hospital. They entered the operating theater at the same

two groups of people standing outside the operating theater. It was obvious that one was from