The Dental Student

C i n c u e n t a y c i n c o

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Willow's POV

I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was in my hospital bed in my original room, seeing all my textbooks and work exactly where I left them on my table.

I felt that I seemed to be intubated and I felt super tired.

I was also hooked up to a ton of machines and monitors, and an IV.

I wonder what happened to me.

I eagerly searched for the nurse's button hoping to get into contact with the Chief or Dr. Carraway or a nurse or somebody.

As soon as I pressed the button, that hot and nice random guy in scrubs who helped me find the Chief's office earlier, walked in.

"Oh, good Willow. You're awake." He said as he messed with his pager.

I wanted to ask him so many questions, but I can't because I have a freaking tube down my throat.

Once the random guy realized that I was intubated, he snapped on a pair of gloves and came over to me to help take the tube out of my throat.

I couldn't but watch his extra dark brown hair fall almost over his perfect and bright eyes as he tried to concentrate on not screwing up.

What am I doing.

I have a boyfriend.

I need to stop admiring this gorgeous and hot human being standing right in front of me.

Once he took the tube out, he also got me a cup of water while he took my vitals.

He was so nice and caring, but I still have no idea who is other than that he works in oncology, even though I've never seen him before.

"Who are you and what happened?" I asked as I saw him focusing on updating my chart.

"Oh, I'm Dr. Samson Reynolds, but you can call me Sam or Dr. Sam. And you, Ms. Samuels had a surgery, but I'm suppose to withhold information until Chief Williamson gets here." He said, introducing himself.

He is supposed to withhold information?

What information is he supposed to withhold?

I was starting to get very curious until, until he started talking again.

Was he trying to buy time, waste time, distract me?

"How come when we first met, you didn't tell me you were a patient in oncology?" He asked, his honey eyes twinkling.

"I don't just want to be labeled as a cancer patient." I said, defending myself, but not able to get a response from him since the Chief walks into my room.

Thank goodness he's here.

Now I can ask him about the "information that Dr. Sam has to withhold".

"Looking lively, Willow."

"What happened?" I asked, wanting to know answers immediately.

"What was the last thing you remembered?" The Chief asked, himself personally checking my vitals.

What was the last thing I remembered....

"I was in the hallway, and I remembering using the wall for support and then I collapsed and saw a flash of black before going unconscious." I said, if I remembered correctly.

"Well that was a week ago. You were put into a medically-induced coma as soon as we opened you up and saw that you needed a heart transplant. You had a heart transplant last night." The Chief explained, as I spiraled down with questions.

A week ago?

A coma?

A heart transplant?

What day even is it?

What about school?

What about Noah?

Where even is he?

Is he okay?

"Have you seen Noah?"

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