Imu Meaning In Hospital

Love they say is blind and makes one do stupid things. That seems to be the case for Kira as the story unfolds how she gives her time, skills and even goes as far as endangering her life for the world nastiest millionaire Damian Willows, who unable to handle the fact that a lowly woman like Kira had swept him off his feet at their first encounter, treats her fecklessly. Just when Kira was about to give up on love, a deal is struck by her dear Damian, in a bid to protect his image and reputation, and she finds herself in the conclaves of a deadly drug baron, worth billions of dollars. In the unlikeliest of ways, he teaches her the true meaning of love. Just when she begins to accept Don's love, her first love soon wants her back.

In need of funds to settle her mother's hospital bills, Cassie Raymond finds herself in an arranged union with the enigmatic Anderson Klein. It's a win-win — she gets financial relief, he gets a wife. But as Cassie navigates this peculiar marriage, secrets unravel, identities shift, and unexpected twists emerge. Would Cassie's journey in this unconventional union steer towards love, or will it lead to unforeseen consequences?

His daughter’s life was hanging by a thread as she lay on the hospital bed… His wife had been bullied by her family…Liam Cole, the commander-in-chief of the Pendragon Warriors, was a man who had protected millions of people but had wronged his wife and daughter. After he returned to the city, he eliminated all obstacles and made his wife and daughter the happiest people in the world.

Evelyn — They said the mate bond was sacred. That he'd protect me. Cherish me. Stay. But while I was screaming in a hospital bed, bringing his child into the world— he was in hers. Now I carry more than his baby. I carry the truth no one wants to say out loud. And I’m done pretending I wasn’t the one left bleeding.

My son, Tyler, never really had his dad around growing up. Because my husband, Ethan, was a top doctor, always working late. He pulled countless patients back from the brink of death, but he misdiagnosed his own son's pneumonia as a simple cold. All because he was on the phone with his first love, Isabella, while he was supposed to be listening to Tyler's chest. That night, when Tyler's life was on the line, Ethan claimed he was in a critical surgery and hung up on me ten times. I rushed our son to the hospital, only to find out my husband was at a birthday party for Isabella and her daughter. In the dead of night, Isabella posted a photo of the three of them on Instagram. At the same time, my son, Tyler, died in the very hospital where his father worked. The next day, I held a funeral for my son all alone. Three days later, I boarded a plane out of Seattle, clutching a photo of my son. It was only then that my husband, Ethan, found out Tyler was dead, started searching for me like a madman.

Havoc Villegas, a Billionaire couldn't resist his urge to be with Doctor Zarieah after meeting her in the hospital when he had an accident. But what will happen if he find out that Zarieah and his wife who was gone years ago is the same person? Will this lead him to love her more or will this push him to hate her? Will this story have a happy ending or their new encounter will ruin everything?

In a world of crime, Mateo Martinez does the unthinkable and kidnaps an NYC hospital doctor; Callie Anderson. In need of a new doctor, he took a liking of Callie, wanting her to be his in any way. Having no choice, Callie had to leave her old life and live this new reality with Mateo. But what happens when feelings get involved between those two? * * * ️Copywrite, senoradanah, 2019. All rights reserved.

Vikram Singh Rathore is very good looking, arrogant and perfectionist. He is a cardiologist. But his own heart starts giving trouble to him, once he meets the new intern dietician... Sandhya Rajput. Sandhya Rajput is an extremely beautiful girl. She joins the new hospital as an intern but is shocked to see that she has to assist none other than Dr. Devil...She is kind, caring and friendly... with every one, but Vikram.....

No dia em que sofri um aborto espontâneo e uma hemorragia grave, meu marido postou no Instagram Stories a foto dos pezinhos de um recém-nascido. Legenda: "Bem-vindo, meu anjinho. O papai sempre vai te proteger." Com as mãos trêmulas, liguei para ele: — Perdi o bebê... Você pode vir ao hospital? Do outro lado da linha, o choro de um bebê se misturava à voz impaciente dele: — Nesse caso, cuide-se. A Isabela acabou de dar à luz e precisa de mim. Não posso sair. — E já que o seu morreu, não tente disputar atenção com quem está vivo, entendeu? Ele desligou abruptamente. Sozinha na cama do hospital, desabei em prantos. Depois de enxugar as lágrimas, disquei o número de Lucas Soares, o arquirrival dele. — Case comigo. Todo o Grupo Lima será seu. Só quero que você derrube o Felipe Moreira. Aceita?

After my mother shot down my pleas to cover my medical bills the 100th time, I clutched my bone cancer diagnosis papers and trudged to the crematorium. "Hi, I'd like to reserve a cremation slot ahead of time," I muttered to the clerk. Half an hour ticked by before my parents and adopted brother arrived in their car. My dad, a forensic pathologist, cracked me across the face. "You're pulling a fake-death stunt now, just to steal the spotlight from your brother?" My mom, a hospital director, snatched the papers from my hands and shredded them into confetti. "Faking records using my credentials and tying up hospital resources? You've crossed the line!" My brother cried, tugging at their sleeves. "It's all my fault. I'll skip the amusement park forever. I don't need a thing. Just quit riling up Mom and Dad." I spun around, my hand pressed against my throbbing chest, and begged the crematorium staff. "Please, when it's time, cremate me and scatter the ashes in the river. I've got no family left in this world."