Anisa Scans Novels & Stories

She smiles at me and squeezes my hand letting me know that she is happy so far. “Alright, now that we have a completed medical history let’s take a look and see where we are. I will try scanning on the surface first but if I cannot get a clear image then I may have to consider using the wand to do an internal exam instead.” I frown not liking that last one so I am hoping the stomach scan will be enough. Angel lowers her trousers below her stomach to her bikini line and raises her top to just below her breasts. Doctor Sydney then places a tissue to cover the edge of her trousers and tucks it under to stop the lube from touching the fabric.

Anise explained while holding firm eye contact with the hybrid Luna. Miranda's brows furrowed slightly in confusion, then she looked at Anise's ghostly hand on her abdomen once again. Miranda's focus snapped back to Anise's gaze, and she thought of her morning sickness. "W-wait, you mean-" Miranda gulped, "y-you mean-" "Take care of my boys Nanda," Anise cut off Miranda's rambling, "I'm counting on you." Miranda sighed and shut her eyelids for a quick second.

Nurse Rose continued to scribble some notes down as she and the doctor exchanged worried glances and shared looks that made me instantly feel like something was wrong. The examination was quite a quick one and I got off to change out of the gown before walking back into the Doctor's office to have a seat and discuss. "Miss. Scarlett, from your Scan results, you appear to have Type 2 Vasa Previa,"

Elena. “You’re back.” “I think so.” “Can you see us?” “Yes.” “Can you see yourself?” Silence. “No.” Jonathan came running with equipment. Elena immediately said: “Ask before scanning.” He stopped. “May I?” “External state only.” “No identity inference?” “No narrative indexing.” “Agreed.” He scanned the invisible region. The machine found mass. Body temperature. Heartbeat. Blood flow. Neural activity. Normal human physiology. Visual return: none.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 65-66 < REACH OUT TO ME > "Here's the result you requested for Sir" The Doctor handed over a file note to Gregor but he didn't take it "I only need the answer not this...is she pregnant or not" Gregor said "Oh,she's not pregnant,she's only infected by Fibroid and needs to be taken care of as soon as......" "That's not my business to deal with" Gregor cut in and stood up

Mistress – A Tainted Identity Part 63-1 PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT AND FOLLOW ME Author’s POV "Why did you bring us here??" Anishta asked pretending to be strong, looking at the camera setup all around the room as if a shooting was about to take place here. Her heart was beating very fast and her already panicked mind was giving her dangerous signals that something bad was going to happen but she had no idea what was going on in his devilish mind while Anayasha couldn't stop her fear from appearing on her face, her eyes were red with unshed tears and her body was trembling slightly in the hold of the men who were practically ogling at her strangely as if they wanted to eat her raw, making her squi

"I just picked up where my father left off. But I’m glad to help where I can." Dr. Gonzaga nodded, her smile returning. Turning back to Amaliah, she asked, "So, how are you feeling today?" "A little nervous," Amaliah admitted, "but mostly excited." "That’s completely normal," Dr. Gonzaga reassured her. "Let me walk you through what we’ll be doing today to help you feel more at ease. We’re performing this scan to get a detailed look at your baby’s anatomy and development. We’ll check the size, position, and organs, including the brain, heart, spine, and limbs, to ensure everything is progressing as it should."

I quickly figured that the request from Hiro didn't make her like me more either… “Come with me,” she squeezed out the words through the clenched teeth then showed me a gesture to follow her. Aya led me to some about 20 inches long and wide, rectangular scanner lying on the desk. She grabbed a tablet and launched a program that turned the scanner on. “Put your right hand on the black spot,” she ordered, angrily. I did as she said. Hiro walked closer, observing the both of us. I turned his way seeking his reaction. He smirked.

Then she presses small treats to my tongue, bitter first, then sweet, sour, and savory, observing my reactions carefully. She has me follow her fingers with my eyes, squeeze her hands, push against her palms. She checks my reflexes and she also has me turn my head a couple of times. When she finds nothing out of place, she pulls away from me. “Let’s scan your head,” she says. “Just in case there’s something subtle I might be missing.” I nod, even though my stomach turns from anxiety. After the scan, I return to her office and place the results into her hands. My fingers hesitate before letting go.

I finally said. "I know. I'm sorry." She labeled the last vial and set it aside. "I'm going to send these to the lab for a rush analysis. It'll take about thirty minutes. In the meantime, I need you to change into this gown. We're doing a full body scan." "A scan? But I just had one two weeks ago—" "Your bloodwork from your last visit showed some anomalies I need to investigate further," she interrupted. "Please, Ariana. Just trust me."