"One hundred and fifty units of insulin," Dr. Eagan says, wrestling Patient 507 onto the bed. Hydrotherapy has proved ineffective.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEBjT667dae
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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHNjXE6w5bu
The needle gleams in the light, right before it slides effortlessly into his arm. He slumps against the bed, and Dr. Eagan straightens up.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIUKu5XbJ3K
"What was it?" Nurse Josephine asks, trying not to sound overly curious or to notice the piteous figure on the bed.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsaYFfviucY
"He was searching for someone," Dr. Eagan says tiredly, taking off his spectacles and rubbing them against his sleeve.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvJS8aXIiFX
"A ghost?"629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7YUDqQlNr
The doctor clucks disapprovingly. "I must say, I thought you too sensible to prescribe to such tomfoolery."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCirMQx8l4u
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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaCQYNuwMaT
"Of course, doctor."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTi5lRX3R0Y
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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAmpI8LsHXI
