12th Doctor Regeneration Speech Novels & Stories

And yet. “Vital signs appear to be normal. Limbs are… normal.” He hesitated a bit. There was nothing wrong with the patient's limbs. Well, except that he had lost them to monsters. After the soul weigh-in had finished, his limbs seemed to have regenerated. It was the only explanation. “Kyuu? As in nine?” “No. Q.” The doctor furrowed his brow and noted it down on his tech pad. “Alright. How old are you, Mister, uh, Q?”

"You think time scares me?" The veins on his shoulder pulsed. The red biomass from the tower floor surged up through his legs. SQUELCH. The withered skin burst open. Fresh, red, slimy muscle erupted from underneath, tearing the old flesh away like a snake shedding its skin. In three seconds, the arm was new again. Regeneration. "I am eternal!" Valerius laughed. He backhanded Jack. Jack flew across the roof, nearly sliding off the edge. He dug his fingers into the concrete to stop the fall.

Especially so quickly. The door slammed open, the doctor returning with the other male behind him. “Is something that matter Alpha-” “You told me that she would be able to speak by now.” He’s mad. Oh god, his voice still sound heavenly. But he’s mad. “She is able to speak Alpha.” Doctor Rue explained, “Her throat is completely healed. The only thing that is stopping her from speaking is herself.” “Why won’t you speak sweetheart?” The spark was back as he stared, the hard gaze turned soft. “I won’t hurt you. We won’t hurt you.”

Doctor Scamander's voice resonated with authority. "Resignation?" Doctor Collins questioned, surprised by the sudden demand. "That's correct. I don't believe you're suitable for our hospital," Doctor Scamander asserted with seriousness. "But I've only just arrived," Doctor Collins protested. He had joined the hospital only the day before and had not even completed the induction process. Given the current atmosphere, he was not keen on continuing there. "Get out!" Doctor Scamander's fury erupted, revealing his true colors as he abandoned any pretense of decorum.

I replied and he gave me one of his sad smiles and continued speaking although I could tell that his energy was depleting because his voice had gotten a lot lower and I had to strain to hear what he was talking about, "I know that you're having a hard time yourself my dear but we all have to be strong and not let our emotions get the better part of us okay?" I nodded to show that I understood what he was saying very clearly and just as I was about to reply the doctor cleared his throat and all eyes turned to him standing at the entrance of the hospital door and when all our eyes turn to him he said "I'm sorry to disrupt your little conversation but we do not have time for more of this please

AlIRA’S POV The doctor’s question did not register immediately. It just hung in the air like something unreal. I stared at him, certain I had heard wrong. My fingers tightened around the edge of the hospital bed. “What did you say?” The doctor did not look amused. His expression remained calm for someone who had just asked a question capable of stopping my heart. He adjusted the file in his hand and repeated himself slowly. “I asked... How long have you been reborn?” For a second, I forgot how to breathe.

“Old man, you have to be responsible for what you say. Don’t act like you’re wiser just because you’re older. There’s nothing in the world that could rid you of regret when the time comes.” “Of course, I can be responsible for the things I say! Mr. Duncan, I can conclude that this man is a liar, and you’ve been deceived! Hmph. How dare he claim to be an Immortal Doctor? The guts he has. Even the head of our Witch Doctor Sect doesn’t dare to claim to be an Immortal Doctor. What gives you the right to do so?” Zander uttered.

A low threatening growl sounds from Than’s chest, his aura emits from him…suddenly making the room suffocating “But, I’m sure your age will play a key factor in your recovery. I’m sure things will be just fine.” There was something laced behind the Doctor’s tone…some kind of forced response.

“Oh Hailey, you’re awake, don’t ever do this again. I don’t want to lose you to anything including death.” I hate it that I wasn’t used to this manner of treatment. I even liked his old version where he reasoned like a man and had his words filled with a huge aura of self-confidence, self-respect and dignity. His words now are just filled with sadness, regret and pity which is very childish to me. “How’re you Hailey?”The Doctor asked. I couldn’t believe this, the doctor who conducted the blood transfusion hours ago was still the same doctor checking my health status now.

the doctor warned. “I will, Doctor. As soon as it’s dawn. I’ll sit with him until then. Tell me, what do you think? Will he be okay?” “I think only time will tell. He’s taken well to the serum and his body is expelling the silver. Once it’s completely out, we’ll know if he recovers his regeneration,” the doctor explained somberly. “Thank you, Doctor.” Quin patted him on the back. “Call if his condition worsens.” He made his way out, shutting the door behind him.