General Hospital Plot Summary Novels & Stories

Country S, General Hospital. A car raced into the parking lot, its tires screeched to a halt, the door flew open, and a man in his early thirties jumped out of the car and raced as if hot coals were on the ground. He could recall earlier… . “Hello, am I unto Dean Peterson?” “Yes.” “This is from the General Hospital, Madam –” He didn't even wait for the caller to complete his words, he had sprang to his feet, he certainly knew what was going on.

“Ding-dong! It’s medication time. All patients, please gather at the church on the first floor within ten minutes. Nurses will distribute the medication. Please be reminded that the blue pills are safe to take. The red pills are highly toxic. Those who take it by mistake will suffer intestinal rupture and die horribly, bleeding from inside!” The intercom broadcast came on again, and everyone in the ward reacted as though they had received a signal, rushing out of their rooms. I was pushed along by the crowd and could only follow them down to the church on the first floor. I cautiously observed everyone around me. Some were violently aggressive, attacking anyone in sight. Their limbs were sha

I tried getting up when the door opened and someone came in. "Oh my God sir! You shouldn't be up from the bed!." I heard Gina's voice. She quickly rushed to me and got me back on the bed. "Sir please don't get up. I'll go get the doctor." She said and rushed out. I feel dizzy and my head really hurts. How did I end up in the hospital? What even happened to me that got me here? The door opened and Gina walked in with the so called doctor. Of all the hospitals in the city, she had to bring me here? What happened to my family doctor?

The curiosity was killing them. Graham's disciple had been among them, and they didn't even know it! They had been passing by a big shot without realizing it. It was astonishing. "What were you all discussing so animatedly just now?" Graham asked. Dr. Lutz thought momentarily and then spoke, "To be honest, there was an unpleasant incident in the hospital recently." Judy looked at the elderly man in front of her. Even if she wasn't closely following the medical field, she recognized his prestige.

The thought alone made my throat burn with frustration. My gaze fell on Dmitri’s, and he must have seen the panic in them because he suddenly asked, “What's the name of the hospital?” The man answered, “General hospital. It’s not that far from here, but they have been away for almost an hour and a half.” An hour and a half. That was a long time ago. Dmitri brushed his fingers through his jaw. “I'll check out the street cameras if there’s anything.” I nodded at his words, feeling thankful he was here.

As they passed Angela, who had silently edged closer to the door at some point, he glanced at her coldly before saying, "Harry, keep an eye on all of them. The police will be here soon." "Chet, you can count on me!" Harry replied and thumped his chest. … A Maybach sped through the night toward the hospital. Hector, who had received the news in advance, had already arranged everything. The moment Chester and Giselle arrived, the process unfolded like clockwork, including examination and treatment. By the time everything was settled, it was already deep into the night. Bright white light filled the hospital room. Giselle lay in the bed while receiving IV treatment. As time passed, the weakness

"Hey, has anyone noticed that she and the hospital president both have the last name, Hawkins? Is this a family-run hospital? Does it belong to their family?" Reading the comments, I couldn't help but laugh. In what world would an apology suffice? Thanks to their system error, this situation blew up into a nationwide scandal. I lost my job, and Mom was put through so much emotional distress as well—not to mention the fact that I was now labeled as some deadbeat who refused to pay my debts. These people had no clue that bringing Dad's body to the hospital was just the start. "Mr. Hawkins?" I called out. Albert clenched his jaw and said, "This is not a conducive place for us to talk, so let's

She couldn’t even picture them, and that made the fear worse. Finally, they pulled up to City General Hospital. Chloe barely waited for the driver to stop the car before she pushed open the door, her cane tapping frantically as she moved forward. Mrs. Warren was at her side in an instant, helping her navigate the unfamiliar space. The hospital was a blur of noise and movement—people talking, phones ringing, the sterile scent of disinfectant filling the air. Chloe's head spun, her senses overwhelmed as she strained to listen for any clue about her family.

“What’s the name of the hospital? — The question came out almost automatically, my mind already planning what to do next. The silence that followed was awkward. Everyone in the room stared at me in surprise. Axel, Anton, Anneliese, and Pietra were visibly confused by my sudden interest in this girl who, theoretically, was just a stranger to me. I could feel Axel’s sharp gaze on me as if he were trying to figure out what was going on. Anneliese blinked a few times before finally answering: “It’s General Hospital, if I’m not mistaken.” She spoke carefully as if wondering why, exactly, I was so interested.

a stranger asked. "Yes." "I'm calling from General Hospital. He ran into an accident and is critically injured. We need his family here right now." "We're not close. He has a wife, Sephine Fidel. Just call her." With that, I hung up. Still, out of pure curiosity, I put on a hat and a mask and headed to the emergency room of General Hospital. Coincidentally, Sephine and Callum arrived at the same time. "What do you mean, 15 grand? You people are insane!" Sephine shrieked at the door of the operating room.