Teddy And Henry Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

Now and then one of them would look back to check if Tania was still following them or had lost her way. Yequi felt the girl was similar to the little sister she had. Henry saw doctors and nurses in their all-white suits, the ER room was never quiet and the sound of metal equipment working continuously, sterile metal clashing against each other. the movement of medical personnel required must always be fast, agile. Tania couldn't stand it without asking, "Henry is in the hospital?" Yeqiu's back jerked when Tania asked. Edward's expression turned somber. The coldness of the air conditioner made Henry shiver a little even when he was a ghost, the faces of his two friends turned gloomy.

It took four male nurses to restrain Grey from beating up a doctor when he opted to unplug the life support two days after. "Good morning Mr Grey!" Hannah the day nurse filled the room with her lively spirit. Her hand holding a bowl with soap and towels to her waist. "Morning Hannah is it time for her bath!?" Grey turned to her hoping to avoid a lecture. Hannah had been he's nurse when he was in that same bed, she held a happy spirit behind hospital scrubs and a dome of red hair. She had an angelic smile but Grey knew she can turn berserk in a split of a second.

Emilia "Are you feeling any sort of pain?" Dr. Jones, the Grey family's physician, asked as she examined me. She had stopped by the house this morning at Mrs. Grey's request to check on my well-being. I was reclined in a chair in an unfamiliar room filled with medical equipment. The space could easily be mistaken for a small clinic. I shook my head in response to her question, my eyes wandering around the sterile environment. Dr. Jones nodded, her kind eyes studying me carefully. "What about rest? Are you having any trouble sleeping?" She leaned in, checking my pupils - first the left eye, then the right. After a moment, she pulled away with a slight frown. "You clearly are."

When the woman revealed a dimple on her cheeks, both Jane and Charlotte had already guessed. The mother and daughter looked very alike. “Hi, Tanner Mayes.” Jane hurried over and shook her hand. “Are you Dr. Greyson's sister-in-law?” For some reason, she felt a trace of coldness flash in Tanner’s eyes. Tanner didn’t answer the question. Instead, she said, “Let me see the patient.” Jane quickly moved aside and pointed to Zachary. Tanner walked to the bedside and checked Zachary's pulse. Jane was well aware of Carter’s medical skills. He was famous for saving lives from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

Snapped Doctor Grey. Hannabelle looked up, looking into her eyes, Doctor Grey was in her thirties, short reddish, brown hair, average height and just a little bit curvy, but there was a kindness in her eyes and a gaze that told you she cared, even as tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Henry’s in distress, his little body writhing as he struggles for air. Jayden’s voice is urgent. “Come on, buddy, breathe. Please, breathe.” The nurse is working quickly, repositioning Henry, but the serious look on their faces tells the full story. “Please, stay back. We need room,” she says to Jayden. I reach for Jayden’s hand, trying to calm him, but he’s not even aware of me. His focus is entirely on Henry, and for a moment, I see the absolute terror in his eyes.

Before long, a young physician with academic, delicate features, dressed in an ancient white coat and spectacles, opened the door and came in. The old physician on the business card was not this guy. Haley looked at his name badge— Archie Gibson The doctor began to say, "Rhe..." out of instinct. Rhett interrupted him straight, saying, "Archie. My name is Theodore. Her stomach is in excruciating pain. Examine the issue as soon as possible.” Archie Gibson hesitated for a few moments. His brow furrowed as he moved forward and gave Haley some diagnoses. Haley gave a nod.

She stretched it, pinched her cheeks to make sure nothing was twisted, and replied in a wild, defiant tone, “Why do you care?” There were very few women who dared talk to Henry like this—almost none. “Do you even know who I am? Hmm?” “Dr. Henry from the Orthopedic Department of Light Hospital! Didn’t I say that already? If you didn’t hear me, I’ll yell it again!” Fuck! What kind of disciple did Adriana have? A devil, right? Henry was so furious his brain almost exploded. “Since you know who I am, aren’t you afraid I’ll dislocate your arm? I’m an orthopedic surgeon. If there's one thing I know, it's the human skeleton—once I touch it, it's precise!”

This made his chest feel heavy. He stood in front of the theatre doors for a long time, simply staring at the closed doors as he waited for the doctors to finish what they were doing. Soon, Doctor Jericho showed up. Henry wondered what an OB/GYN was doing there. “I’ve been called to see the patient,” Doctor Jericho said quickly and upon seeing Henry’s questioning gaze, he added, “I’ll talk to you later. This is urgent.” Henry remained outside once again. Nurses kept coming and going out of the theatre but no matter who he asked, no one had a proper answer for him.

Clara I froze, but only for a second. I tried to laugh off his suspicion. “Just because I applied healing salves, you think that I must come from the stock of royal healers?” “No. It’s your eyes. Your body. The scent of your blood. I had been trying to figure you out, and now I see your resemblance. She was an unusual healer. Highly skilled, but controversial. Yes. Now it makes sense. You have many admirable qualities, and you are not Transitus or Epsilon. You are the remaining bloodline of the fallen House of Grey. Lady Clara Grey, sired by Lord Donovan, Beta of your pack.”