New Doctor Grey's Anatomy 소설 & 이야기

“This did this to you?” I nodded, gently slipping my hand from his grasp to look at my bandaged wrist closely. Hope let out a short laugh. “I was as shocked as you. The doctor said it was an allergy reaction.” Grayson opened his mouth to speak when the door opened and we all turned in that direction. The nurse who had come in earlier stepped in, accompanied by another doctor I didn’t recognize. I straightened immediately. “Where’s doc?” The nurse offered a polite smile. “He had to rush out after a call from home. This doctor will check you before discharge.”

Squinting my eyes to get a clear view of the redhead's face, I froze when the face became clear. No. Freaking. Way. "Excuse me Doctor, who is that lady over there?" I asked, interrupting the conversation. "Oh, that's our new cardiologist, Doctor Giordana," he replied. Rob and I glanced at each other, then where she stood and back to the Doctor. "Is there a problem?" The doctor asked. "No, nothing, just carry on," I said. Some minutes later, we concluded the discussion and excused ourselves. "Did you see her or have I started hallucinating?" I asked Rob as we stepped out of the ward.

I asked as I turned towards him, slightly angered that he disturbed me at the hour and would love to take his head if he did not give me a suitable response. “The doctor is here,” he said as he opened the door wider, ushering the doctor into the room. It was a different doctor this time, as our doctor seemed caught up in some issues. This was the first time this was happening. I let out a little curse word, promising myself to get back to him when everything was over. The doctor that appeared this time was lighter, with dark curly hair like mine, but with gray eyes. It felt like a bottomless pit as he stared at my beta.

I marched to the doctor, grabbing his collar, I barked at him, "Are you saying Grace is mad?" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he kept apologizing and that's exactly what I do not want! "Where the hell did you get this ass from?" I turned to ask Vincent, the doctor still in my grip "He is our new doctor after you disfigured the last one's face" he replied with a straight face. "Don… Don…" I heard the doctor call and my eyes darkened at him only for Vincent to stop my fist from meeting his face,

Making a mistake once because of her naivety was acceptable, but repeating it twice only showed her stupidity. The doctor arrived quickly. He was a friendly middle-aged man wearing a pair of dark-framed glasses with wide frames. Apart from greetings and inquiring about the patient’s condition, he paid no attention to any other unnecessary chatter. He gave Hailey a deep and penetrating look when his gaze landed on her for the first time, but it didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. The exposure of Hailey and Travis’ relationship to a stranger felt unnatural for the first time. However, the doctor’s attitude made her feel relief. The doctor left shortly after, as there was nothing serious with H

A look of relief washed over his face and that immediately had immense relief surging through me. "She's fine now." Those three words filled the room with sighs of comfort. "She's stable now, and thankfully, the baby is fine too. She's still unconscious though." The Doctor's words knocked out every ounce of breath I had left in me, shoving me backwards like an invisible force. I was puzzled, watching him with bewilderment. He looked equally surprised. "What baby?" "Mrs. Gray is about six weeks gone." He dropped the bombshell, eliciting a gasp from everyone.

My heart raced as I followed the nurse down the hallway, preparing myself for whatever news awaited me. I entered what looked like a small conference room, where the doctor sat waiting with a somber expression. My stomach churned with anxiety as I took a seat, bracing myself for the update on Kiera's condition. "How is she?" I asked, entering the room, my voice barely above a whisper. The doctor took a deep breath before delivering the news: "It's not good." "How bad?" I asked, my hands trembling slightly. The doctor's eyes met mine with a mixture of sympathy and concern: "Mrs. Grey happened to have a miscarriage; we the baby."

he muttered, pulling the thin hospital blanket higher over my legs. I frowned, staring at him. There was no mockery in his tone, no arrogance, no frustration. Just... something else. Something softer. I should’ve hated it. But for some reason, I didn’t. The Doctor’s Visit When the door opened, and the doctor walked in, I expected Cole to step back, to let me handle it. Instead, he stayed right beside me, arms crossed, face unreadable. “How are you feeling, Mrs. Greyson?” the doctor asked.

You read all the door's names and offices until I saw an obegene doctor plastered on it. I walked inside, seeing Greyson I side sitting comfortably with a glass of wine in his hand. “Excuse me, who are you? I'm sorry, but I'm in an appointment for now." The doctor in Greyson's age said, which made the sitting Don laughed. I removed the hijab for him to recognize me. "Ohhhhh, I'm sorry, Ms. Bell. I didn't recognize you at first. What can I help you?" He asked again. "She's the woman I want you to check." Greyson interrupted, making me close my mouth as I was about to tell something.

The nurse covered them with a blanket after making sure that they were lying down properly and that their heads were properly elevated at the right angle. As soon as the nurse exited, the doctor said to Jason, “What brings you here, Mr. Grey?” I had wanted to ask my husband the same question, but I knew better than to keep my mouth shut if I didn't want any ugly drama to unfold. “Why?” Jason retorted with a smirk. “Are you not happy to see me, doctor?” “Now isn't the time for games, Jason. Anyway, never mind. It's none of my business actually.”