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Theo couldn't even hold a small phone properly now, and it fell from his hand and onto the ground. At the same time, he swayed and slowly collapsed too. "Theo, what's wrong?" Claudia immediately dashed over to him. Although she had caught Theo's sleeve, she couldn't stop him from crashing to the ground. "Haven't you recovered from the illness? Why is it acting up again so suddenly?" Theo's condition now was almost exactly the same as before. Panicking, Claudia yelled, "Hurry, send Mr. George to the hospital. Call the hospital director and get him to arrange for a specialist consultation!

3RD PERSON POV The Tuesday sun burned hot against the hospital windows, throwing white light across the polished floors of St. Augustine’s Trauma Center. The ER buzzed with its usual blend of chaos — phones ringing, doctors shouting, the faint smell of antiseptic thick in the air. It was just another day in the relentless world of emergencies.

“We’ll all go together.” …… St. Gregory’s General Hospital loomed like a ghost in the early morning mist. The emergency wing was quiet, cold, and the sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, piercing through the senses. They met the doctor outside the ICU room, Dr. Harris, a tall man with greying temples and a no-nonsense demeanor.

….. Hospital hallway. "What are you guys doing? Unreliable it's just a radio interview show that's not risky at first but how could something this big happen?" Edin's loud voice scolded Mimin and Din who bowed their heads in front of him. The television broadcast in the waiting room was faint. The hospital looked a bit crowded with several patients who came with the same complaint of being splashed with acid as Verss. Some journalists from print, television, and online media were already busy on standby in the waiting room.

"It's an IV. It puts medicine into your blood. You fainted, sweetheart. This is called a hospital. All the sick and injured come here for treatment." A hospital? Like General Hospital? Tanya used to watch reruns on that tiny old TV we had at the pack house. But that was a soap opera. I thought those places were only for rich humans and Alphas with insurance. Didn't this town have a doctor who came to your house like in BlueMont? Interesting. "Can we leave now?" I asked quickly. "I can still work—" "Oh please," she scoffed. "What you need now more than anything is rest."

Gavin sips from his coffee (even THAT’S enough to twist my guts a little) and says, “I imagine. I didn’t have much of an appetite for several days after that one.” I force myself to breathe evenly and say, “I’m guessing that ‘Buddy Hartley’ is no longer at Clifton Heights General? That he’s . . . ” “ . . . been ‘transferred downstate to a special burn-care facility’? You’d be guessing right. At least, that’s what they told me when I called. They didn’t say WHERE, of course. ‘Doctor/Patient Confidentiality’ and all that. I found ‘Craig’ Hartley’s number using Directory Assistance, but no one ever answers. Of course, ‘Craig’ is also now mute, so maybe he just doesn’t answer any phone calls. Dr

Still the fashion and beauty shows, chimes in on the hype and started to commented on his looks and also every single of Virtue Financial executives, funny enough, even the shows got some attentions as well. The entire convoy movements were recoded and reported live, nevertheless the convoy makes it to the Blue Hill Medical Centre with no problems at all. GIven to the status that everyone who coming in to the Hospital, Many professional medical staff were waiting on the entrance for the ambulance, to stop in. Mariah Mills who is the CEO were also seen wearing his white doctor gown, and the Doctor in charge of handling the procedure naturally fall to Director Tanya Kate who is a still active

Nina’s POV Gideon opened his mouth, then closed it. He rubbed the back of his neck. "He's not in Milan. He's... he's not answering because he's not well. The headaches, the nosebleeds, he pushed too hard and now he's in the hospital. He doesn't want you to know because he thinks it will scare you." "Hospital? Which one?" I asked in a cold tone. "New York General. He's been there since he fainted. He asked me not to tell you."

A text from Thomas. I lied. I don't have Dani. But I have something better. Turn on the news. Julian stabs the news app. The screen floods with a live feed. A reporter stands outside a building I recognize with sickening clarity. The hospice facility on West Grand Boulevard. "Breaking news from the west side, where an armed man has barricaded himself inside a hospice facility. Police are on the scene, but the situation is ongoing. We're receiving reports that several patients are inside, including—"

"My father is dying, can you come around?" Everything else disappeared. "I'm on my way, where are you?" "NewYork-Presbyterian, fifth floor." I hung up and grabbed my bag. Sage appeared already packed, car keys in hand. "Connor texted me, we're going to the hospital." In the car Sage didn't make me talk, just drove with one hand holding mine across the center console. I stared out the window watching Manhattan blur past and tried to process what Zayn had said. At NewYork-Presbyterian we took the elevator to the fifth floor. I found Zayn standing outside a room looking gutted, barely holding it together.