Trauma Center: Golden Hour Kdrama Novels & Stories

But my body doesn't believe it. There's a soft knock on my door. "Emma?" Rhys's voice. "I heard you. Can I come in?" "Yeah." He enters, concern written across his face. He's been doing this for weeks now, coming to check on me whenever I have nightmares. "Same dream?" he asks, sitting beside me. "Same dream." We sit in silence for a moment. Outside my window, the estate grounds are dark and quiet. "Emma, I've been thinking," Rhys says carefully. "There's a trauma treatment center in Arizona. They specialize in people who've survived captivity and manipulation. It's supposed to be the best in the country."

TWO HOURS LATER: Richard accompanied Raina out of the therapy quarters in the psychological center which was another location, but part of 'Harmony', the Bellingham's Family Hospital. It was a grand Hospital, practically the largest in Singapore. She had visited the therapist who was already anticipating her arrival as the staff had been informed by the authorities who were also informed by Jude's Secretary.

She bit out. Dean Halden’s eyes landed on me and Carolina. “Station three with me.” And my pulse throbbed into a pace I never knew existed. Because ‘section three’ in the emergency wing was always a section full of dread and trauma. And I was right. The section had high-class warriors with traumatic injuries. His thigh looked shredded, the torn flesh barely clinging to the broken bone. His breathing rattled, eyes red, and almost giving up. “Pressure now!” I snapped before I thought, already reaching for gauze.

he reported as he carried the woman into Kim's sterile but illegal operating theater. Dr. Kim examined her patient with the focused intensity of someone who understood that failure meant more than just losing a life—it meant facing Theo's professional disapproval, and Theo's reputation in certain circles was built on what happened to people who disappointed him. "Even if I save her," Kim said finally, "there's going to be memory damage. Trauma this severe to the temporal lobe... she might remember nothing. Her entire past could be gone." "Save her life," Theo said. "We'll handle the rest."

Grounding me. I wanted to push it away... the rules we gad made screaming in my head. But I didn't. Because despite the fear of falling harder for him, his touch was the only things that was keeping me calm. It was like my drug. "Whatever she found," he said quietly, "we're going to make them pay for what they did to you." I didn't answer. I was too nervous to speak. ***** Dr. Kim was waiting in my office when we arrive. She looks like she hadn't slept. Her silver hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes tired but blazing with something fierce.

I knew I had to act swiftly to ensure her recovery. I gently laid her down on the bed, her fragile form seeming even more delicate against the soft sheets. Just as despair threatened to consume me, a glimmer of hope emerged. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the room, signaling the arrival of the doctor. With an air of urgency, the doctor swiftly assessed Hailee's condition. His hands moved with precision and care as he extracted the silver that had been embedded in her wounds. Each removal brought relief, but my heart clenched at the sight of the pain etched across her face.

As eager as I was to return to the cottage, they needed me for a little bit more. Recognizing my intent to speak again, they huddled a little closer so all could hear. I wasn't even sure where to start. I swallowed thickly. Abruptly, a hand clasped my shoulder from behind -Ever. I wasn't sure when he had come to my side but his presence was not unexpected. He was always the rock I needed. Breathing in the cool night air to steady myself, I began, "The trauma Hycinth endured was extensive and unspeakable. Her physical wounds are healing but she remains unconscious."

“Fully equipped with everything she’ll need in two hours.” “Where are we taking her?” “A facility in California, completely secure. I’ll have trauma specialists waiting for you when you land.” He paused, his breathing was heavy. “Can you keep Nathaniel from discovering her for two hours?” I watched Nate's frustration build as elderly volunteer shook her head “I’ll handle it.” The call ended. Nate was walking toward me again but Marcus blocked him, stepping between us as the elevator chimed open. The last thing I saw was Nate’s calculating and frustrated face as the elevator went up, he wasn’t done, not even close.

~ Hailey Park ~ If falling for Ethan Jang was a roller coaster before… …today it becomes a whole amusement park on fire. Because Chapter 38 is where everything stops being cute, flirty, secretive chaos and turns into public, uncontrollable, career-threatening, heart-shaking K-DRAMA MAYHEM. And I am VERY scared for my sanity. By 9 a.m., I already know something is wrong. People aren’t typing. People aren’t walking. People aren’t breathing properly.