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Transmigration: Rise to Stardom

Auteur: Krystal4
Contemporary Romance
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Lisez le roman Transmigration: Rise to Stardom écrit par l'auteur Krystal4 publié sur WebNovel. Hello everyone, this is an original and let me tell you that English is not my first language. There may be some grammatical errors.As this is my first time writing on this platform and a different pl...

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Hello everyone, this is an original and let me tell you that English is not my first language. There may be some grammatical errors. As this is my first time writing on this platform and a different plot please don't be harsh to judge. Hope you all enjoy the story.

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Bee….beep…..bee….. The ECG is juddering up and down as it computes the heartbeat of a boy who has been lying lifelessly in the hospital's bed. The nurse in attendance came to check on him and there is nothing unusual she found. After changing his hospital attire to that of freshly prepared clothes. She began to wipe his face with a wet towel. Every time it's amusing how she ended up blushing just admiring his face a little. Tangling her fingers in his red variant hairs she rugged them sideways as combing the rest. It never feels exhausting to take care of him for her but a thought of deprivation also stuck in her mind and she whispers in belief that this boy may squeeze his eyes before widening them up. "Wake up champ. You are wasting your time snorting. The world has a lot for you to see." But with no sign of facial wrinkles his face remains calm and hard as a feather and stone respectively. Dragging out the wagon of expertise from the room she closed the door behind her back Unusual to that of normal times when she does not push it off until taking a last look at the patient's surroundings from a far. Without looking back she stopped her feet in forward and unexpectedly halted the next moment like she forgot something with a guilty comprehension. She recalled not closing the window. "Argh…, " She sighs in rebuke. "Leave it anyway, it's not gonna wake him up just because it's a little cold." Saying so, she rushed to the next room as there was a pile of new work waiting for her to attend as a nurse. " Where Am I?" The glass window is closed but the patient is up. He rekon his body up and lower his feet. Partially feeling the touch by himself he understands that it's cold. However he likes this coldness to feel for a while. He twitches his lashes as it's hard to see things. After a diminished experience he is able to see the magnified image of his shadow. This series will be continued in Trump:The victory novel. I am a bit introvert writer. just here to say I am gonna update it soon so read it if you find interesting. ok? You can also support me on…. https://www.instagram.com/mint_malimilkin12900/ And https://www.paypal.me/HarshKumar629

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