Deku In The Hospital Novels & Stories

“Is that true? What Rachel said? Is that what you are on his team?” With a look that brooked no further protest, Duke stared down the medic. “Do it.” With the younger man’s help, he shrugged out of his shirt, exposing the dislocated shoulder, then he lifted his gaze to Dex. “I’m not on Jay’s team. He’s got infiltrators. He’s already decided they’re not going in alone.” “But you think after a concussion and a dislocated shoulder that you are?” “Dex,” Allie soothed, stopping her rapid tapping on the laptop keyboard. Coming around to his front, she stood on tiptoe to press a tiny kiss to his bottom lip.

Apparently, they’d consulted blueprints of the hospital in advance or something. After entering the building, they went straight to the maternity ward, wound through some back stairs, hijacked an employee-only elevator. A guard stood outside the authorized-personnel-only hallway they emerged from a few moments later and quickly shook Deke’s hand. Then they were down a short hall and inside her father’s room. Kimber nearly crumbled at first sight. He looked so…fragile. Still sporting muscle and the remnants of his summer tan. But all the monitors, tubes, and machinery surrounding him in that sterile bed…

It was as though, an important festival was taking place. Malkar was held in disbelief. His heart hammered against it's ribcage as his legs carried him faster. The crowd outside Keegan's quarters was extreme, it was a hassle jostling his way in. It wasn't easy walking all the way to Keegan's room. When he finally reached, he had to stop at the door as the room itself was overcrowded with members of the council and other relatives. There, he found Keegan on the bed, laying and still looking pale. But his eyes were open, slowly taking everyone in. Six Doctors were around him, checking his vitals, massaging his body, and ensuring his condition was stable.

she hugged him tightly. “You came,” she dropped her exhausted form into his arms “I am sorry, my flower. I am so sorry,” Decker whispered. She was burning with a high body temperature. Her legs tied with shackles made deep bruises on her delicate body. Adele was murmuring something, holding him close to her body. “I am here; nothing will happen to you,” Decker, picked up in the bridal style, came out. She was crying in pain and burning with fever. Hastily, he brought her to the hospital as they took her inside the intensive care unit.

As we step into the hospital, our footsteps echoing through the halls, we are greeted by a kind nurse at the entrance of the ICU. "May I assist you?" she asks, her voice filled with compassion. "I'm here to visit Marcus Johnson," I reply, my voice steady despite the nerves. "He's in room 204," the nurse informs us, pointing down the hallway. Following her guidance, we navigate through the corridors until we reach Marcus' room. With a deep breath, I push open the door. Inside, Marcus lies motionless on the bed, connected to various machines that emit a symphony of beeps and whirs. Tubes protrude from his mouth and nose, a stark reminder of his fragile state.

I couldn’t help but wonder if I was the cause of this too. In the softly lit hospital room, I found myself by Jude's side, my eyes fixed on his motionless figure lying on the bed. The antiseptic scent of the medical facility surrounded me, a constant reminder of the chaos that unfolded during the ambush on our pack. The machines hummed quietly, underscoring the fragility of Jude's condition.

He was later carried to a hospital to be taken care of. The duke did not see Mason and assumed he was dead. " He is a brave man and will forever live on in our hearts." the duke was telling his comrade after some days. They didn't hear anything about him but they knew Derek escaped once again. The duke was on his speech when his phone rang. " Hello, your highness." Mason greeted. The Duke could not believe it. " Mason is that you?" the duke asked He was surprised he was still alive. He called the hospital in charge of his treatment and then transferred to his private hospital where he would be given special care. Mason was immediately transferred.

Uncle said. "Divi, if Bhai wakes up, inform us immediately" Ana said. "Okay" I assured her. "Take care, Doll," said Dad as they all left the hospital. "Mam, you can go and stay with the patient room" Nurse said. "Okay, thank you" I said, I prepared myself to enter that glass room where my Daksh lay sleeping. I took a deep breath as I stepped inside the ward. I went inside and saw him on the bed in his hospital dress. The tubes were around his body. I could see his chest moving up and down slowly. He had his eyes shut. I pressed my lips together trying to suppress a sob. I slowly walked towards him and sat down, facing Daksh. I held his hand carefully. IV wire attached to his arm.

He had sulked, walking back to the Packhouse and talking to nobody. We quickly got up from the bed and left the room for the hospital, hoping we would get to see her awake before any sort of post treatment. We quickly got into the car and in a few minutes we arrived at the hospital. Detlef was already there, attending to her, as she lay there on the bed, her face filled with beads of perspiration. They seemed to be saying something to each other and as i got closer,I realised it was their family bickering. Detleft turned around and gave off a scoff before turning back to her.

The hospital room door swung open with a resounding crash, the sudden intrusion shattering the heavy silence that had engulfed the room. As Deborah's heart pounded in her chest, she rushed in with a mixture of fear and anger etched across her face. When she burst through the door, there, lying in the sterile white hospital bed, was Theo, his once vibrant face now pale and haggard. Both of his legs were encased in tightly bound bandages, and various machines and equipment were attached to him, their monotonous beeps and hums blending into a somber symphony that enraged her.