"One hundred and fifty units of insulin," Dr. Eagan says, wrestling Patient 507 onto the bed. Hydrotherapy has proved ineffective.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzpzxjXYine
The other nurses look at him with horror, but Nurse Josephine steps forward briskly. She may be the youngest of the nurses, but she lets the doctors think nothing rattles her. The truth is, she doesn't trust anyone else when it comes to this patient.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpqKFDFHTlR
The needle gleams in the light, right before it slides effortlessly into his arm. He slumps against the bed, and Dr. Eagan straightens up.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyLnrdOXXhz
"What was it?" Nurse Josephine asks, trying not to sound overly curious or to notice the piteous figure on the bed.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9TwNSt6on
"He was searching for someone," Dr. Eagan says tiredly, taking off his spectacles and rubbing them against his sleeve.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdIkz8H6CV
"A ghost?"759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEyxCiTf7aK
The doctor clucks disapprovingly. "I must say, I thought you too sensible to prescribe to such tomfoolery."759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkgB0OpCWKz
Nurse Josephine recalls the oddly dressed, bespectacled girl with the wild curls staring at her from across the grounds. She keeps the thought to herself.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgVJoSI6ssj
"Of course, doctor."759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ84XkiJvuV4
She fears constantly that she's going crazy-that she's being an impostor by working as a nurse here. As far as she knows, none of the doctors or other nurses see the ghosts here.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCO0ycjsoCE
