Chapitre 130: 10.08
"Happy birthday, Richard." Helena smiled, as she saw the man walking through the nurses station.
"Thank you, Lena." He smiled back.
"Transoral fundoplication day!" Arizona smiled at Helena, making the girl smile back.
"What's that?" Mark asked.
"First we go in orally and then we go in through the belly button to fix the kid's reflux without leaving a scar." Helena explained, leaning over the nurses station, as Mark had his arm around her shoulders.
"It puts the fun on fundoplication." Arizona nodded.
"It's like the best ride at the fun fair." Helena agreed, with a giggle.
"You peds people are scary. You call cutting kids open fun." He furrowed his brows. "You know what's fun?"
"What? Giving someone bigger boobs, Mark?" Helena teased, looking up at him.
"I was going to say skin grafts but, yeah, that, too." He shrugged.
"Arizona, I'm also starting to pick the patients for the biliary diversion trial today! Want to come take a look, after?" The brunette told her.
Since the success of the biliary diversion using the appendix, Hunt had given Helena permission to start a clinical trial, as to determine the success of the technique. As such, Jo was currently helping her go through the applications for the patients.
"Yeah, duh!"
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"I mean, you're fixing baby hearts, you're inventing a whole new surgical procedure and Derek's mapping the brain and I'm..." Meredith complained, having lunch with her people.
"Having the most amazing surgery ever." Cristina let out, Helena peeking over her shoulder as they looked at Meredith's patient's films. "I mean, please tell me it's pressing-"
"It's nowhere near the heart." Meredith argued, Cristina visibly deflating.
"It's an absorbed twin. It's a baby. Technically, it's a peds case." Helena pointed out, putting the dimples to good use.
"You and the dimples back off, it's the reason I live!" She complained, making Helena pout and steal one of her fries.
"You're just mopey cause you let a lab rat loose in her lab." The cardio surgeon points out.
"It's like leaving the kids with the babysitter. I mean, you say 'put them to be at seven', but will they? Or will they drink all your tequila, pass out, leave the gas on, the whole house blows up and everybody dies..." She complained.
"Oh, yeah. I get it now. Be mopey." Helena nodded in understanding.
"Ok, what do you think of her?" Cristina asked, showing the two a picture of a stranger on her phone. "She's hot, right?"
"Very." Helena hummed.
"Have you given up on men?" Meredith asked.
"No, for . It's from an internet dating site. There are pages of women like this. Owen should be doing this, right?"
"Or you could just keep banging him." Alex sat by them, taking one of Helena's apple slices. "At least it's legal for you guys. You know, Jo's not gonna sign that stupid love contract you gave me."
"Why not?" Helena took a sip of her chocolate milk, through the straw.
"Oh, I don't know, because it's stupid. I knew I shouldn't have given it to her." He denied.
"Just tell her it's just a stupid piece of paper." Meredith shrugged.
"If she runs, I'm blaming you." He accepted, getting up.
"She looks like she's twenty." Cristina still stared at the picture.
"She's cute." Meredith agreed, Arizona, Callie and Mark sitting by them.
"I hate your husband." Callie let out, putting her tray down.
"Owen said not to talk about it." Arizona warned.
"I'm not, I'm talking to myself. I hate Derek Shepherd. Really? Why? Because he's an arrogant, stealing bastard." Callie let out.
"I totally agree." Mark smiled.
At that, Helena gasped in betrayal. "You know and I don't?!"
"No, I don't know, honey." He put his arm around her, with a mischievous smile. "I'll just take any reason to insult Derek."
"Do you ladies think she's hot?" Cristina asked the two older women, showing them the picture.
"Yeah. Very." Arizona agreed.
"Right? I told you." Helena lightly smacked Cristina.
"And now I hate you." Callie pouted, getting up, as Mark complained.
"Hey!"
"She's hot, but you're hotter. Happy?" Helena smiled sweetly, making Mark narrow his eyes at her.
Just then, the girl's eyes widened, as she felt a pressure release from the bottom of her stomach. The sound of water dripping to the floor was noticeable, Helena looking down to see she'd left a small puddle on the ground.
"Already?" Helena breathed out, then pouting. "It was fundoplication day and clinical trial day."
"Oh, God!" Mark stood up in a jump, his voice higher pitched. "Wheelchair! Yang, get me a wheelchair!"
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