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Then, I took hold of his rough, weathered hands before continuing, "I'm a doctor and obsessive about cleanliness—both physical and moral. That video is fake, and so is Kelsey." Dad lifted his bleary eyes to look at me. His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing. Just then, there was a knock—no, a pounding at the door. "Jillian, time's up! Open up!" Patrick's voice, thick with impatience and greed, came through the door. I rose to my feet and smoothed out the creases in my clothes. If they were so hellbent on digging their own grave, who was I to deny them?

I pulled it from my pocket and glanced at the screen. Atlanta General Hospital. It just made my stomach turn seeing it. A cold feeling crawled down my spine but without hesitation, I answered. Speak!" I said firmly. The voice that greeted me sounded nervous. "Alpha Xander?" "Yes." The nurse had a great, audible swallow before speaking again. "We have an emergency." All my muscles went stiff in an instant. My heartbeat slowed. "What emergency?" I spoke mildly, my voice barely audible. She paused for a few moments and then spoke. And my entire world stopped turning hearing her voice.

ZAYDEN, ST. DOMINIC GENERAL HOSPITAL The air smelled of disinfectant, and pain; that kind of nauseating combination I had always hated about hospitals. It clung to every wall and every breath, sharp enough to settle at the back of my throat until I could almost taste it. The fluorescent lights overhead only made everything feel colder, bleaching every face into the same exhausted shade.

The pearls of sweat broke, and ran down my face as I smiled—I thought it was my best friend. “Hello, ma’am!” The voice was official and straightforward. It sounded like nothing familiar. “Yes, who am I speaking with?” my breaths hitched as I paid so much attention to knowing who was calling. My heart was pounding— a good mix of excitement and fear. Was it a new gig? A job to make up for all the money I spent last night. This is the Hills General Hospital, and we are calling to let you know of the current state of your Father. He has been admitted…”

Mark's General Hospital. As he pulled into the hospital parking lot, Mr. Hudson couldn't help but relive the moment Thomas took his last breath from that tragic accident that took his lovely daughter-in-law and his son's life. The memories tugged at his emotions, making his footsteps quicken as he entered the bustling hospital lobby. He approached the reception desk, his voice steady but his eyes betraying the deep concern he felt. "I need to find my son, Andrew Hudson. He was admitted just a short while ago."

Hence, they are not just surprised but also waiting for the moment when I actually make it official. “Sir, shall I leave?” Adjusting the mic, I nodded at Xavier who was asking me to allow him to go backstage. Clearing my throat, I readied myself and made eye contact with the people present in the room. “Good Morning, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you are now aware of the reason for this sudden press meet.” **** Writer’s POV: City Hospital:- “Can’t say anything right now, Mr. Brown. Her condition is severe. We are starting the treatment right away.” The nurse who had rushed out of the ER for something was going back when Hunter stopped her and asked about his mother.

She didn't speak. The hope I'd been holding onto dropped out of me. I should have known. When we were kids, Serena washed dishes once and got taken to the amusement park. I washed dishes every day and got told it was my job. Nothing had changed. I laughed, dry, and was about to open my mouth when a wave of people poured into the hospital lobby. Phones, cameras, mics. They were heading straight for us. "We heard there's a story here." Reporters elbowing each other, eyes lit up.

ZAYN The hospital was already full by mid-morning. I handled back-to-back patients—nothing life-threatening, just a lot at once. A teenager with a dislocated shoulder from a football game, a middle-aged man with chest pain that turned out to be acid reflux, a little boy who fell off a bike and needed three stitches above his eyebrow. I kept my gloves on for hours, moving from one room to the next. The nurses barely had time to sit, and neither did I. Still, I preferred it that way. Days like this left little room to think about anything else.

Anna looked out of the ward, "I'm a little bored. I want to go out for a walk." "Good, it's a nice day. It's good to go out for a walk." Nina took her jacket and draped it over Anna's shoulders. Then she accompanied Anna to go out. Today, the hospital was indeed very empty. Except for some doctors and nurses, those famous doctors and nurses were actually not in the hospital today. The patients who came to see the doctor, lined up and gathered in the hall. Everyone was complaining. "What's wrong with the hospital today? I made an appointment with a specialist yesterday. How come when I come today, the specialist is not here?"

As doctors, they were particular about their diet and would never eat food that was too oily or salty. “Are you going to work later, Sheila?” Marvin asked as he ate. “Yeah. I’m on the night shift today. After eating, I’ll shower and go to work.” “Have you gotten used to the new environment? Are you getting along with your colleagues?” “Everything’s great. I’m just tired because I’m too busy.” Being in the inpatient department, she often had to conduct operations. Enid said, “Wiltspoon General Hospital is the best hospital in Wiltspoon. It has state-of-the-art equipment and the latest medical applications. Nowadays, most people head to hospitals once they get sick. That’s why the hospital sta