Novel Hospital Novels & Stories

Ezra said, snapping me out of the memory. He slowed the bike, and I turned my head to look up. The hospital was a towering structure of glass and white stone, topped with a glowing, stylized crescent shape. First Crescent Hospital. The place where the elite came to heal—or to be hidden away. I hopped off the bike, my boots hitting the pavement with a dull thud. I fumbled with the strap of my helmet, finally pulling it off and shaking out my dark dyed hair. “Put this on,” Ezra commanded, handing me a medical mask.

*MILENA* Mr Gustavo continued. “Well,he is in the theater at the moment so I cannot introduce you right now.Come,let me show you where your office is and introduce you the rest of the staff that are available.” The hospital was eight-story building with private high-quality rooms as well as a cooler of wards for those who could not afford higher-priced room. The canteen was more like a small restaurant,the food looked and smelt good. The staff I met were all friendly and pleasant and when they realized who I was, they were suddenly more respectful of me.

It turned out that not touching me was not about observing propriety; it was simply because he did not love me. The operation concluded quickly and successfully. I held the newborn in my arms. She was not heavy, but her weight pressed against my chest. When I opened the operating room door, Nathan immediately stood up and rushed over. His bloodshot eyes were filled with barely suppressed worry and anxiety. "How's Viola?" Viola Harland was the name of the woman in labor on the medical record. Nathan had introduced her as his wife. She was a stranger to me. He had never mentioned her to me before.

Cassian raised his guard immediately. While Fiona might look innocent and adorable on the outside, there was a high chance that she came from an extraordinary background. If not, she wouldn't have selected Rivershire Hospital as her new workplace, what was with her amazing skills and all. Everyone dabbling in the medical industry knew that Rivershire Hospital's traditional medicine department was on the verge of being shut down. Its performance was often ranked last among all the departments, making it the worst department in Rivershire Hospital.

The fear was overwhelming, but I tried to keep my thoughts positive. As I walked into the hospital, the scent of antiseptic and sickness filled my nostrils. The bright lights overhead flickered and hummed, casting an eerie glow over the sterile, white-tiled floors. The hospital was bustling with activity, with doctors and nurses rushing back and forth, patients being wheeled in and out of rooms, and families anxiously waiting for updates on their loved ones.

She took out an envelope containing several papers and placed them on my desk. I glanced over them, as if they weren't important to my mission. “And your source?” I questioned, knowing very well there had to be someone. “Go ahead and open it” , she answered, a little too enthusiastically in my opinion, but I did so anyway. “What is this hospital?” I asked skeptical of the photo I had seen inside of this envelope. It didn't look like the sort of place you could just waltz into. “It's a private facility”. She answered. “And it's the most advanced comestic hospital in all of city”

"How?" "We'll go to the hospital he works and confront him." "What if we're wrong?" "We can always apologise, but I don't like seeing you this way." "Okay, we'll go. We can still go today right?" "Of course, it's still pretty early. We set out for northern view hospital and when we got there, I was awe struck. It was really huge, I've been to a couple of hospitals but I've never seen one like it. When we went it, it felt like I wasn't on Earth anymore. It was the most beautiful place I've ever seen, the interior design was amazing, everything was white and sparkling, even the people there looked different.

I was proud of how hard I had worked today. We walked down the hallway, Sophie's heels clicking on the tile floor. My own flats made no sound as we walked. Light flowed in through big windows on the sides of the hallway. It was a beautiful hospital made out of an old church that was renovated into something new and old at the same time. I imagined working in a place like this. I imagined coming to work every day and basically being in a castle. I imagined hundreds of years of women and men coming to work here. The lives that had started here. The lives that had ended here.

' Daphne would later discover each building came with it's own receptionist and a guard. "H-How?" The building had the look of a smaller version of a mid to high end hotel. A home away from home for hospitalized patients who are willing to pay that extra premium for a more comfortable stay. Daphne had never seen such a place nor imagined them to be real. She did know a lot of celebrities and rich people had private doctors and such, but she would never have even began to imagine a... Well for lack of better words a hotel room for cancer, or long term patients. "Follow me." Her mother said in a commanding voice. Not willing to give Daphne the chance to begin slandering the man who stepped for

“Bass is devoted to you and Mrs. Frost. You should stay here and take care of him. This seems like a nice place. It won’t be different to living in a hotel.” Kaze nodded. So as not to disturb Bass, he and Snow closed the bedroom door and took their conversation in the living room. St. Mary’s was a well-known private hospital in Riverbank. With its advanced medical care, the center attracted many powerful and wealthy individuals for treatment and health services. Bass was put up in a ward that was no different from the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. “Any word from Jet?” Kaze asked while grabbing an apple to munch on.