The Stethoscope (Episode 1: Her First Pulse)

The gown scratched her skin. The air smelled like antiseptic and nerves.”

Ada stepped into the ward for the first time, her stethoscope hanging around her neck like a medal she hadn’t earned. The walls whispered stories. The patients barely moved.

Today wasn’t just her first hospital posting — it was the first time she’d stand face to face with someone else's pain.

A nurse handed her gloves. A surgeon called for assistance. A man on the table was cut open, layer by living layer.

“Do you know what this is?” the surgeon asked, pointing.

Ada swallowed. “The… peritoneum?”

“Correct. Don’t faint.”

She didn’t. But she did feel something shift.

Not everyone wears a stethoscope to listen.

Some wear it… to Feel

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Tales of medicine, memory, and mystery — ghostwritten with pulse.