It was raining, and the hospital was quiet at night. He lay there, alone in the VIP room, wearing only a thin patient gown. His wet hair, fevered skin, and dazed eyes made him look both fragile and unusually cute.
The first nurse entered, her white dress hugging her hips, with a slightly low neckline revealing her fair skin and a hint of cleavage. She smiled: “I need to check your temperature and apply some medication…”
Her slender fingers lightly brushed across his forehead, then down his neck, placing the thermometer at the edge of his lips — the gentle touch made him shiver slightly. The second nurse followed, bringing a bowl of warm water and a soft towel, whispering as she wiped him down: “You’re so hot… you definitely need more careful attention.”