Aneurin Bevan Local Health Board
Headquarters: Llanfrechfa Grange, Cwmbran
- Aberbargoed Hospital, Aberbargoed (closed 2010)
- Abertillery and District Hospital, Abertillery (closed 2008)
- Blaenavon Hospital, Blaenavon
- Caerphilly & District Miners Hospital, Caerphilly (closed 2011)
- Chepstow Community Hospital, Chepstow
- County Hospital, Pontypool
- Llanfrechfa Grange Hospital, Cwmbran
- Maindiff Court Hospital, Abergavenny
- Monmouth Hospital, Monmouth
- Nevill Hall Hospital, Abergavenny
- Redwood Memorial Hospital, Rhymney
- Royal Gwent Hospital, Newport
- St Cadoc's Hospital, Caerleon, Newport
- St Woolos Hospital, Newport
- Ysbyty Aneurin Bevan, Ebbw Vale
- Ysbyty’r Tri Chwm, Ebbw Vale, Blaenau Gwent
- Ysbyty Ystrad Fawr, Ystrad Mynach
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