Heartbeats Scrubs Novels & Stories

Her beautiful black deep eyes were filled up with those salty water– tears again and she, while writhing, was sobbing in pain. When Utkarsh takes out his belt from pants and strikes it over her head, then waist, hand, legs. He hit her all over her body leaving no place left. And she didn't have any ounce of courage left in her to stop this bastard man. When every belt touches her body, she used to cry out in pain loudly. When he hears her screams getting louder and louder, crouches down a little and stuffs her mouth with tissue paper so that her voice gets muffled while he beating her up badly was wanting to vent out his anger.

Doctor Shem explained his face facing the floor. , "What are you saying, doctor?" Sheila shouted as she gripped Doctor Shem's hand. "We have done everything we can, but your mother's illness is unusual." Doctor Shem explained to the already devastated Sheila. "But doctor, can't you still..." Sheila interrupted but before she could finish her sentence, the machine started blinking red, and Shiela's mother began shaking violently, causing confusion and panic among the doctors and nurses. The machine abruptly stopped when Shiela's mother stopped moving, and Doctor Shem used his telescope to examine her before delivering the devastating news. "I'm sorry, but she's gone."

"Be brave, sweetie. Dr. Vivian is going to fix your heart." Two orderlies stepped into the room, unlocked the wheels of the gurney, and guided the bed out into the main corridor toward Surgical Suite 2. In the scrub room, Vivian stood at the stainless-steel sink, scrubbing her hands and forearms with antiseptic soap. Beside her, Dr. Harrison Vance was drying his hands with a sterile towel.

Composing himself again for the meeting , he headed towards the meeting room . ON THE FLIP SIDE, when Scarlet just entered the elevator and pressed the button to the ground floor, she felt a throbbing pain in her heart, as her heart had been stabbed with a sharp object and had been taken out piercing her muscles, bones and all the ribs, only to let the red blood flowing through the deep and giant hole created . The sensation was too real that she had literally put her smooth hand over her heart and started crying and winching in pain, screaming loudly, frowning hard and clutching her dress with the other hand .

I say to Jake. ********************** I hold Aella's hands, watching curiously as Doctor Clara pushes Aella's gown up, feeling around her stomach. She looks beautiful, well, except for the bruises around her mouth and eye, Zade surely did go easy on her, it could have been worse. Aella avoids my eyes, focusing her eyes on the ceiling. "This would be a little chilly." Doctor Clara says, squirting some gel on Aella's abdomen. She starts rolling the device around while watching the screen. She hums as she flicks switches with her spare hand and pushes the grey contraption firmly into her stomach. She turns to me smiling.

Everyone was running around us, rushing to put on scrubs. “Prepare the OR. Baby’s heart rate is dropping and momma is losing too much blood.” I was handed a pair of scrubs that I don’t remember putting on. The sound of the bed creaking through the halls at lightning speed is all I could remember. I tried focusing on the sound of her slow, but steady heart beath, but the sounds of chaos were all I could hear.

Everyone rushing around, making sure everything was in place, as if by some miracle, he had returned to life. He still lay motionless. The monitor beeped steadily. My stethoscope hung around my neck before I placed it against his chest, trying to determine if his heartbeat was returning. A tiny bead of sweat formed on my forehead. My heart clung to the miracle that was supposed to happen. The rhythmic beeping of the machine echoed through the room, yet a creeping unease settled within me. I held my device to my ear, alongside the other female doctor, but there was still no sign of a heartbeat; no slight pulse, no indication of life.

Nothing but blank. The pain, once again, jolted throughout her slim body. A strong headache hit her hard, yet, the striking pain on her chest was almost unbearable to resist. Sapphire's chest movement was exaggerated for a while. There was a loud disturbing buzz and then a beeping sound that monitored her heart beats. The machines were place side by side of her as if her life depend on it. The monitor, moving in a ziz- zagged lines with flagging signal. Blood soared in her ear as the commotion around her intensified.

Without anyone knowing. Something I had wanted for five years. Something Beatrice had used as a weapon against me. The doctor reached for the small monitor on the table. “I want to do a quick scan,” she said gently. “Just to check on things.” She pressed the probe to my stomach and turned the screen toward me and there it was. Small and flickering and absolutely real. A heartbeat. Steady and fast and completely indifferent to the chaos of the world it had chosen to arrive in. I could not speak.

"Let's see what we've got here." The screen flickered to life showing shapes I couldn't interpret. Dr. Chen moved the wand around, clicked a few buttons, made small noises that could've meant anything. I stared at the ceiling because looking at the screen was too intense, made me feel things I wasn't ready to feel yet. "There's the heartbeat." Dr. Chen turned the volume up and suddenly the room was filled with a rapid thudding sound, impossibly fast and impossibly precious. "One sixty-two beats per minute. Perfect for this stage."