Novel & Cerita General Hospital Fan Fiction

Noah ~•~ “She isn’t still awake.” “We just found her lying on the floor.” “The pills were next to her.” “She tried taking her life.” “I’ve called him.” I heard muffled voices having a conversation and they sounded far away. My head felt heavy and I tried to move but I couldn’t. I managed to open my eyes and I saw myself on an unfamiliar bed. Looking around, I realized I was at Hawkins General Hospital. I hated the smell of the hospital. I had been to Hawkins General Hospital severally but I had never had to use a bed.

Faline took a step forward and everything went dark. ~O~O~O~ WORRIED chirps stirred Faline into consciousness. She groaned at her throbbing head. The meeting with the Blood Star, General Dana Rein rushed back. Now she was in an unfamiliar infirmary with no idea how exactly she ended up here. “Are you okay?”

stammered Vania. "What? I'm not getting you sweetie can you calm down for a minute." replied Zed surprised "I say I'm in the hospital with my grandma Zed." repeated Vania trying to calm down "What? But what happened to him?" asked Zed shocked by the news "It's a long story, you have to come to the hospital." said Zed breathless "Okay which one is it?" asked Zed "Zed General Hospital." answered Vania "Well in a few minutes we will be there." said Zed

During my stay in the hospital, I received many greeting cards and gifts from strangers. They piled gifts for the baby in front of the hospital or at the nurses' station, and a few fanatical fans even pretended to be nurses sneaking into the ward to see the baby. Fortunately, the fanatics were spotted by the doctor on duty and called the police, who quickly took them away.

She let out a sigh and dug her fingers into her hair, unable to understand why she suddenly felt hot and why her heart was racing. “I hate him.” She muttered to herself and took her box of cocktails up to her room, turning on some music to set the mood. ….. In a small hospital, located in the outskirts of the city, patients and nurses ran all over the place, trying to attend to one thing or the other. “Doctor, he's waking up.” One of the nurses said to a doctor who she met in the lobby. He was on his way to attend to another patient but after hearing that, he turned and left with the nurse instead.

She seemed to taunt me, saying, "Look what kind of a man you've loved for eight years." I deserved my bad ending. Could ghosts feel dizzy? In a moment of distraction, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the hospital. In the hospital room, Debby weakly leaned against the head of the bed, casting a worried glance at Arvin. "I'm sorry to trouble you to come all the way here in the middle of the night. I'm safe now. It's just that I don't know many people in this city. You are the only one I thought of, so..."

Dorian turned to face the tall white building ahead, his eyes lingering on it with a strange expression. The hospital. The very place where so much between us had begun. Where I had first felt that sharp sting of jealousy toward his friend. Where I had spiraled into a PTSD episode. Where I had run through these halls with him unconscious in my arms. So much goddamn history wrapped in antiseptic walls and fluorescent light. “We need to see the doctor now. It’s all for your health,” I said, lowering my voice after Xavier exited the car. Dorian’s chest rose and fell in a long sigh before he glanced at me. “Caspian, is there something you aren’t telling me?”

GISELLE My time at the hospital wasn't great, especially after Waylon left. The staff would be around me, looking at me and poking me and doing all sorts of annoying things to me. I had always hated hospitals, and being in one for such an extended amount of time was slowly starting to grind on my nerves.

She gasped as she realised where he must be. She remembered when she was about twelve that she had fell very sick with a fever and had to be hospitalised. She frowned as she watched her father's pacing. Remembering back now she was never told the reason for her illness or what caused it, the only other thing that stood out in her memory now with everything she now knew about herself was that same day she had got her first period. She had never made the connection, why woudl she? But now, an ominous feeling was creeping up the back of her spine as she watched her father stop pacing and turn to face the doctor, Theta James Cartwright, a general surgeon under the Greenstone Pack that worked in

SIENNA’S POV “What are you watching?” Grandma Jo barely spared me a glance before turning her focus back to the television. The lack of warmth in her demeanour almost discouraged me. But I held the plate firmer and walked fully into the living room. “General hospital,” she finally replied. There was a pause and she looked me dead in the eye, “it's been running since 1963, amazing right?” “Very,” I replied genuinely, chuckling. “And you've been watching it since then?”