It's been more than a month since the military soldier was in the hospital. The well-built and handsome man seemed to be getting better, because he was receiving intensive care from his personal nurse Solenne, who was sent directly from the French state military. the slender woman was very patient when her patient treated her very rudely.
"What's your name?" Solenne stared intently into the brownish eyes of the man in front of her as she was about to examine the sturdy body.
The man pulled Solenne's arm more violently, "I will ask, what is your name, are you the nurse who intentionally killed me with a large syringe at that time?"
Deg,
Solenne looked at the military soldier with fear, "I never want to hurt a patient, sir, what's your name, please answer!" he tugged at the burly hand, plugging in a digital blood pressure monitor for the sinister man.
the dashing man deliberately approached Solenne's beautiful face, What's your name?" their eyes met looking at each other.
Solenne lowered her head, not wanting to stare at the eagle's eyes for a long time which could give a different signal in the heart. he swallowed his saliva many times, wanting to escape from the room that had a slightly cool temperature.
"My name is Solenne," he bowed without looking the handsome man's eyes.
Sheeer,
The man's blood suddenly boils, remembering something, but it's hard to say. suddenly the strong hand pushed the body of the woman who was standing nearby.
BRAAAK,
Solenne bounced so far that hurt the shoulder of the girl who had been taking care of her, "Aaaaagh, what's wrong with you, sir?" he felt his shoulder, which had been cut from tripping over a medicine shelf.
The man in front of him smiled faintly, glaring at Solenne, "I really like the way you pay attention, but I don't like hearing your name!"
Solenne raised her eyebrows, "Who are you, sir? Why are you so cruel to me, what did I do wrong? have we met before?" he was even more curious, because he did not accept the rude treatment of the man who had been his patient.
"Introducing, my name is Thustan Boulanger Mr. Pierre Boulanger's favorite son is a baker in the middle of Marseille, the middle-aged woman who usually waits here is my mother, Mrs Anelle." The man looked away from Solenne.
Solenne took a deep breath. He rushed to get the plaster, to cover the wound on his shoulder.
Thustan was still reluctant to glance at Solenne, having reminisced a bit about a story, but he was unable to recall, "why do I hate this woman for no reason?"
After a few minutes Solenne was treating his wound, he turned back to the man who had just brushed him off, "May I return to my duty, Mr Thustan?"
"Hmmm."
Solenne continued her work, without further ado, every time their skin met, there was a different vibe in their hearts, "Why do I feel something," he just muttered to himself.
"Your blood pressure is normal sirI'm sorry," Solenne hurried out of the treatment room in a hurry, not wanting to mince words.
Thustan just watched the girl's back walk away, not wanting to hold back, "Can I get Doctor Patrick?" he ordered, but Solenne ignored him.
He continued to walk away, leaving the room with a broken heart, "Why do I have to deal with a sadistic man like him God," Solenne's tears flowed freely behind the door, as she closed the treatment room tightly.
Anelle just arrived from the bakery, a little strange looking at the girl who took care of her son. Slowly he approached Solenne, slightly confused, "What are you crying here for?"
Solenne was shocked, seeing that Anelle's presence was suddenly beside her. slowly he rubbed his face, shook his head, chose to leave the middle-aged woman, "I'm sorry madam," he bowed respectfully.
Pierre looked confused to see Solenne as he passed, but was reluctant to say hello. The state is still under tight escort by order of the General Herald Tribune.
"Hmmm, why is she crying baby?" Pierre put his arm around Anelle's shoulder.
Anelle shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, I think he's tired of dealing with our son."
Pierre smiled, opened the door to his favorite son's room.
Thustan seemed to be sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, with his eyes off the bedroom window.
"Ooogh my son," Anelle hugged Thustan.
Thustan greeted his parents very well, "Mi, have you ever heard of a Canbrai kingdom?"
anelle and Pierre looked at each other strangely, they shook their heads, without answering because they did not understand.
"Hmm, Papa knowsMami doesn't know the history of our country," Anelle smiled faintly, turning her gaze towards the refrigerator, looking for some food that she deliberately provided, to stock up if she spent the night there.
Pierre accompanies his son, feeling a difference to the beloved son, "what happened, why are they watching you so closely. Did you do something wrong?"
"I was their target, there was something I knew, but they couldn't get itI hope Papi is more careful because we are in danger," Thustan chose to sit on the sofa in his living room.
Sheeer,
Pierre recalled several times, military soldiers came to his bakery, with the same question, 'do you have a son, sir.' Those words always rang in Pierre's ears when they came.
Anelle took several cups of chocolate pudding, gave it to Thustan, feeding her son. Treating Thustan like a child.
"Isn't it good?" Anelle rubbed her son's back gently.
Thustan nodded, instantly his eyes wildly sensed something from the corner of the hospital building. There was a red light from the direction of the office building located far from the hospital building, "Pi, if I ask you to lower your head do it immediately."
Pierre and Anelle jumped in surprise, feeling scared because something threatened the safety of their family.
Thustan immediately opened the door of his room, looking for the whereabouts of soldiers still on guard in the hospital area, "Permission Ndan, in the opposite building there is an allied team with snipers heading to my room!" respect.
"Ready, report received," the soldier contacted the other soldiers through the most advanced tools they had.
Thustan returned to the room, sure enough, when he was about to enter the room, a sniper shot whizzed through the hospital treatment room.
Solenne and Patrick, who were about to enter Thustan's special room, felt something terrible go through their heads.
Thustan hurriedly grabbed Solenne and Patrick's bodies after hiding his parents in the bathroom.
Bang... bang... bang...
The sound of gunfire from the opposite direction was heard again destroying the special treatment room belonging to the hospital, which Thustan had occupied for several months.
"Down!!" Thustan shouted protecting Solenne. she protected the girl's body from being pierced by arrowheads, as she had felt a few months ago.
The atmosphere in the treatment room was getting shattered into pieces, all the tools looked shattered and badly damaged.
Patrick who was still covering his ears, took cover under the sofa not far from Thustan and Solenne, "Call the General Herald Tribune!" he shouted in panic.
Thustan was reluctant to do so, because he believed that he was being protected by other soldiers. As soon as the sniper fire stopped, his thoughts returned to his parents who he had hidden in the bathroom.
"Papa, Mami, are you all right?" shouted Thustan from the living room of the treatment room.
The atmosphere was quiet without any significant sound coming from behind the bathroom.
"Mummy, Papi," Thustan shouted again, still scouting the whole situation from a distance. The French military soldier's face was a little worried, because there was no answer from his parents.
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