Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 120

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. 

She had no choice but to retreat again. She took out the mask from her pocket and put it on. She held her breath and frowned. She glared at the man on the bed unhappily. 

Because the smoke was so thick, Natalie couldn’t see his face clearly when she came in. 

She sighed and closed the door. She went to open all the windows in the ward, but the windows on the higher floors were all very small. They could not be opened fully, so the speed at which the smoke dissipated was slow. 

The smoke dissipated a little with the wind. When he saw who 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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Jim was extremely happy when he saw that scene. As expected, Mrs. Wilson had to come and manage Trevon. Jim almost died in there. He felt extremely bitter. 

Natalie was silent for a moment. When she saw the man’s unnecessary action, she looked down at him again and said in a bad tone, “Mr. Wilson, are you planning for self-immolation or ascension?” 

Trevon was caught red-handed. When he met her dissatisfied gaze, he panicked a little. When did he become so timid: He explained in a low voice, “I stopped smoking just had a sudden urge. I only smoked a few cigarettes.” 

Jim thought to himself, “You call that a few? You had almost two packets. I was afraid you would smoke yourself to death and take me with you.” 

Natalie didn’t want to argue with his lame reason. Her expression was normal as she said, “Do you want to draw from your right hand or your left hand?” 

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

Natalie stretched out her slender hand and tied a device to his arm. She patted the vein and pierced the needle into the blood vessel. In an instant, the transparent jar was filled with bright red blood. 

The moment her cold fingers touched 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 exquisite face. 

He only hoped that she could draw more blood so she would stay longer. 

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

He did as he was told. When Natalie turned around to leave, he did not 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 him feel suffocated. 

Some people said that 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 was sick 

The first impression that hospitals gave people was always bad. Some people even had the idea that they should not go to the hospital if they could avoid it. 

In the afternoon, many neurologists, orthopedists, and obstetrician-gynecologist gathered in the operating theater of Athana Hospital. They entered the operating theater at the same time to carry out a heart-wrenching surgery. 

There were two groups of people standing outside the operating theater. It was obvious that one was from the woman’s side, and the other was from the man’s side. Both parties were not friendly. 

The nurse at the door nervously entered with a blood bag. Her face was tense. 

A five-hour, physically and mentally exhausting operation ended with everyone’s combined efforts. The pregnant woman was saved, but she did not wake up and was at risk of becoming a vegetable.