Novel & Cerita Teddy And Henry Grey's Anatomy

"No, Kimberly! Get back here! Nathan's far away in Manchester; his just here! Kimberly?" Toot toot toot toot toot too... "Shit! She hangs up. Ahhh! This couple was such a pain in my ass. I might bump their heads together!" Henry was about to leave the hospital when he heard the speaker. Paging Doctor Henry Smith, please proceed to the operating room immediately! Paging Doctor Henry Smith, please proceed to the operating room immediately! Paging Doctor Henry Smith, please proceed to the operating room immediately! "Fuck!" He cussed.

He continued, "We have other highly skilled surgeons, and one of my most trusted colleagues is Dr. Stanford Grey. He is a recent member of our hospital, but he is truly exceptional. In fact, I know him personally.” “Dr. Stanford Grey?” I found the name unfamiliar; I am acquainted with all the physicians and surgeons on staff, and this individual is unknown to me. "Did he join today?" I wondered, remembering the nurses gossiping about a new heart surgeon. “Yes, you must have heard of him,” Dr. Hart said. “Mrs. Eden will be in good hands, and I really want you to convince her to have this surgery, Veronica. We can’t really wait any longer.” “I see…” I nodded. “I haven't met him yet.”

Henry muttered in disbelief, shaking his head several times. Henry leaned his body against the hospital wall. His face was getting paler and frantic. With tears streaming down her face. His eyes flashed destruction. Then slowly, Henry's body fell down on the cold floor there. Henry hid his face in the crook of his legs. He is crying. He felt so lost right now. The doctor and the nurses slowly left the operating room, while the other nurses came into the operating room and took Louisa's nightstand. Henry saw it. Louisa who was still unconscious.

"We'll just wait here then. At least we're ready if anything happens to Henry in there." Yaslyn nodded in agreement. In the sterile chill of the operating room, Xora lay on the table, her sweat drenching the thin gown that clung to her body. Henry watched her, his heart pounding as blood spilled in a steady stream. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he stumbled, catching the watchful eye of a nearby nurse. "Sir, are you okay? You look a little off." With a forced smile and pale lips, Henry shook his head. "I'm fine, really."

“Luna, why don’t you sit down for a moment. Kennedy will look after Wendy.” She doesn’t respond, still staring at the door where one daughter is trying to save the life of the other. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, ready to lead her to a chair when Alpha Warren and Alpha Connor race into the hospital. “Warren,” she says, losing the battle with her tears. In an instant, she’s in his arm and he’s holding her tightly. “What happened?” Connor asks me. I look around and see Henry looking shell-shocked, his body covered in blood. He's staring down the hall where Kennedy wheeled Wendy. I walk over, crouching in front of where’s he’s sitting.

"Please, let us speak privately first." Evelyn's gaze darted between Asher and the doctor, panic storming behind her eyes. But she followed, her legs weak beneath her. Asher's jaw clenched but he trailed silently beside them. They entered a small consultation office, a sterile room with harsh fluorescent lighting and faint antiseptic lingering in the air. The doctor exhaled as he closed the door behind them. "My name is Dr Grayson," he began, his voice low and professional but the sorrow in his eyes was unmistakable. "Henry, your son, suffered severe trauma from the collision. Multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and…"

Connor asked rudely, although mumbled, it caught me off guard, only then making me realize that he and Henry had been staring at each other the whole time “Why are you staring at me like that?” “What?! No, I didn’t…” Henry gasped, his cheeks starting to get a little color, as if he’d been caught stealing or something. “I wasn’t…” He hesitated for a second, swallowing hard. “I’m really sorry. You reminded me of someone I know, that’s all. I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable, Mr. Mycroft.” Henry shifted his eyes to me. “If all that’s left for you here is filing, I can do that. I’m already here, after all, and clearly your patient needs you much more than these papers…” “Great.” Connor grunted,

Henry quickly stood up, carefully adjusting my position on the bed before the doctor entered, accompanied by a nurse and a medical device. Our conversation wasn’t over. But at that moment, the tension between us seemed like only a fraction of what was still to come. “Mrs. Carter, I’m glad to see you awake. How are you feeling?” The doctor asked while performing a series of assessments. I opened my mouth to correct him about the last name, but before I could speak, I felt Henry’s warm hand grasp mine, intertwining our fingers firmly and decisively. My gaze shot to his, but he simply turned to the doctor and nodded.

" Chansey was angry and disgusted. "I can do more than that!" Ted sneered. "Henry, since you've delivered yourself, I'll let you watch as I play with your beloved woman. "And don't worry, I won't kill you today. I have many ways to keep you alive and make you suffer," Ted said with a chilling tone. Henry sensed something was off but was not fearful at all. "Enough with the nonsense. Come and take me," Henry said confidently.

I steadied my breath, my gaze sharp and mocking as it locked onto Lex. "My dear husband, if I'm not mistaken, you've always proudly sworn off having children, haven't you?" Lex's already pale face turned a shade lighter. He fumbled with his words, stammering, "I... I am. But what does that have to do with you refusing to save me?" Dr. Henley suddenly stormed toward me, his hand gripping my shoulder as he bellowed, "Get out of here! The patient hasn't fully recovered yet, and now you're here stirring up trouble again?!"