Wildest Dreams - Succession

Chapter One- Celebration

11 months after starting at Bellevue Hospital

A car crash. That's how I would describe my childhood and adolescence but today it was in a more literal sense.

"23 year old female car collision, stab wound to the abdomen, possible internal bleeding" a paramedic barges through and informs the doctors, myself included. I point them towards the resus area where I can have a better look to see what I am dealing with just before I hear another paramedic arguing with a patient and her partner informing other doctors of his status.

"34 year old male, passenger in car collision in back seat. Doesn't seem to have any obvious or severe injuries but possible concussion." After hearing argument from behind him about 'being fucking capable' he added "not a fan of hospitals... or people. Good luck"

"Fantastic. Thanks Jay" I say as the duo leave the hospital. "Lewis," I shout on the first year resident, first shift best to baptise by fire, "can you treat male in bay 5 possible concussion. Hannah how's our stab wound patient?" Walking over to Hannah Williams my best friend in this place and fellow physician.
"X-ray and ultrasound show she's bleeding into her left lung." She informed me on the status of the poor young girl.

"OK we'll need to cut into her lung, Sofia can you give her 5 milligrams of morphine?" As Hannah hands me a scalpel. I cut into her side putting a chest tube in to ensure the blood is no longer in her lung. "Get her to the OR now" I say to the porters who were on their way to take her to the operating theatre

"Dr Roy" I hear as I walk out the doors checking my phone to see 5 missed calls from Shiv and 10 messages from Roman. The young resident getting my attention. "Yes, Dr Hamilton," I said trying my best not to get irritated at the new physician, not his fault it is my dearest father's 80th birthday which I am thankfully late for but sure my siblings will not agree. "The patient with a concussion. He's asking to be treated by you" I look at the clock I have five minutes of my shift left sure I can tell an asshole that he's fine take some paracetomal and fuck off. But as I look up I genuinely contemplate grabbing a scalpel and slitting my wrist with it. I nod to Ethan telling him it's fine I'll deal with him grabbing discharge papers as I do so.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"'Wow Laurey have to work on your bedside manner"

"Shut the fuck up, why are you making my residents life hell? Just sign the fucking papers Stewy"

"Aww can't italk to my favourite Roy?" He said condescendingly to which I just glare back

''Thought that was Kendall. Well from what i heard from your college days he was" he laughed

'You jealous?'

that caused me to roll my eyes. A thing that happens regularly when business bros are in my vicinity "oh and the girl is most likely going to be fine by the way. Not that you'd care, too busy thinking about ways to sue her for crashing precious Mercedes.' Now was his turn to roll his eyes

"it was a Ferrari actually" Making me roll my eyes "Thought you had a special get together with daddy dearest? Or are you 'busy' again?" Oh what a fucking shock, changing the subject. Some things never change I suppose.

"I'm supposed to be but instead I'm trying to get some prick to sign discharge papers and get out my ED." He laughed at that knowing I'm in no rush when he saw me decline a call from Marcia.

'Calm the fuck down sure your rushing to get there" I once again roll my eyes and just three papers down walking away shouting over my shoulder

"Just sign the fucking papers" before rushing to the staff shower room.