Barnes Crossing Urgent Care Novels & Stories

She said calmly and I knitted my brows . " I would be discharged tomorrow " I said in happiness . " Yes you would be dearie " nurse Benny replied. I can't wait to be discharged . The smell of this place kind of annoys me . " I will see you later ,got to check on other patients in the other wards " Nurse Benny said and picked up her tray and exited the ward . Ok that was fast . ..... 6Am #Lucien# I looked at my wrist watch and the time ticked 6 am

The lady's bored eyes pulled away from the book and met Lincoln's gaze. Lincoln smiled at him. “May I help you, sir?” The lady asked. It looked like she didn't recognize him. He licked his lips, nervously “Um, actually, yeah. I would like to meet with Dr Barnes.” “Which Dr Barnes?” The lady asked. “Uh…” “There are five Dr Barnes in the hospital, so you should be specific in the one you want to meet.” She said. “Oh, right, Andy.” Lincoln said sharply, “Andy Barnes.”

Barrett Barrett stared the man down with a cold, unyielding glare as he waited for an answer. His patience was already wearing thin. Dr. Finn could hardly look Barrett in the eyes. “A ‘code yellow’ had been announced. A large group of people came in, needing medical assistance as soon as possible.” “And?” Barrett pressed. “And it turned out that the hospital needed the room that Miss Angelos was in at the time.”

The smell of antiseptic. Controlled urgency. They pulled Baron from the vehicle and rushed him through double doors before I could even adjust to the change in air. “He’s lost a lot of blood,” one of the doctors said quickly as they moved. “We need O-negative ready. Prepare OR two.” “I’m coming with him,” I said. “You can’t,” another nurse replied firmly. “Sir, you need to wait.” Wait. The most useless word in the world. The emergency doors swung shut in my face.

Barnes replied without hesitation. Layson strode out of the hotel, the cool night air hitting him as he stepped outside. The breeze brought a sharp pain to his temples, and he pressed his fingers against them, trying to alleviate the throbbing headache. Barnes had already called for the car, and it pulled up in front of them moments later. "Mr. Norman, the car is here," Barnes said, opening the door for Layson.

I turned sharply. Riccardi? My muscles stiffened. That was Barbara. Lauren looked at me slowly, her face tightening with something close to realization, like the name had struck a nerve. But she didn’t say anything. The nurse pointed toward the doors. “She’s in Emergency 3. We just stabilized her vitals. She was losing too much blood.” Dr. Barrett didn’t wait for a reply. He rushed through the double doors without another word, his coat flaring behind him.

Steven Barnes. “She’s going to be alright, SJ,” Dr. Barnes assured with a smile. “She has a small concussion. It’s probably during the time when she was pushed and hit her head on the column. Her CT came out fine but I’m keeping her overnight for observation and another set of labs later. Once her results are out and good, I can release her.” “Is she awake, Doctor?” Mrs. Kincaid asked. Dr. Barnes nodded. “She is as of the moment,” he replied calmly. He looked at them after checking his watch. “But I’m having her injected with some pain relievers in ten minutes and it will make her sleepy. I suggest you see her now. She will wake up probably in the evening.”

"You two go on ahead. I'll handle the aftermath." Lucas helped them into the car and checked the time. The wedding would officially begin in half an hour. Though they wouldn't make it on time, arriving late was better than not at all. "By the way… Barney…" Khloe's thoughts immediately went to the man being rushed to the ambulance. Her chest tightened. Though the antidote had been administered, there was no telling whether he was out of danger yet. "Don't worry. Barney has been taken to the nearest hospital. I'll keep an eye on him. You two take care of your own matters first."

"Who's this?" "Ms. Smith? It's me, Andy Cox." Andy was standing outside Henry's ward, watching as the man writhed in his burning fever. His voice cracking with emotion, he told Tina, "Mr. Barnes is in really bad shape, and he fainted on the way to the hospital. His fever just isn't breaking even after the doctors tried everything… So would you mind coming to visit?" "I'm not a doctor. I can't help him," Tina replied indifferently, although her fingers clenched around her phone.

"I should thank you. I almost lost my life. A few scratches are nothing." He sighed impatiently. "I'll drive faster." By the time we reached the hospital, I stumbled inside, barely able to stay on my feet. A young nurse noticed the blood trailing in my wake and asked if I needed help. I grabbed her hand, my eyes bloodshot, as I asked, "Where's Sophie? The one just brought in by the police. Sophie Barnes!" The nurse was stunned for a moment. "She's just been moved from the ER to the ICU."