Arknights Doctor Face Novels & Stories

What he didn't add was the fact that she was also a cousin. Ariana looked in the direction of the doctor, who looked like Cassandra but had eyes as dark as Casper’s. She looked older, above forty and she wondered why they looked alike. “Nice meeting you ma’am,” Ariana said to the doctor. “Same here,” the woman had a kind smile on her face said, making Ariana loosen up. Rosaline turned to Casper and said, “Mr. Blade, you know that I am only assigned to pregnant women.” Since she couldn’t ask who Ariana was to Casper directly, she used this approach.

"You’re... you're alive? But your hair... your eyes... the White Lycan..." "The girl you rejected died five years ago, Killian," I said, my voice as cold as a winter grave. I picked up my mask and pressed it back to my face, the magnets clicking into place. "I am the Silver Doctor. And you are just a patient." I turned to leave, but his voice stopped me at the door. "The boys," he croaked. "Leo and Ace. They have my face. They have my scent." I paused, my hand on the doorknob. I didn't turn around. "They have my soul, Killian. And that is the only thing that matters. They are not yours. They will never be yours."

I couldn’t distinguish if it was pride for F*cking up his godly face, or pity. “Let me see your face.” I finally spoke. If we were truely working together, then I might as well make some sort of effort, even if he is a prick. “Haven’t you done enough?” He said coldly and shot me with his deadly glare. Too bad it didn’t faze me in the slightest. “The doc here sucks at popping body parts back into place. I can tell he didn’t do it properly.” I said annoyed. It’s true. Our doctor is a genius, but has never broken a bone in his body.

At the rather urgent instance of the doctor informing me that it would be best if I were to step out of the room while he and his medical team removed the arrow, I was left to pace the hallway like a madman. Every breath I took in was released with a low, snarling growl from Levi. I felt him prowling beneath my surface. The sound of the bedroom door cracked open, and I nearly jumped at the person for answers. “What’s her status? Is she alright? Will she make it? What did you give her? Did you remove the arrow? Did—” The doctor made the brave move to raise his hand up, stopping me from making any further inquiries. I studied his expression and felt my stomach already churning in knots.

Aragorn's fire with ice-flecked eyes came to the surface and was on full display as he leveled a lethal gaze upon the Doc. The Doctor finally blurts out, "it... it's th... th the g girl, it's because of the girl." He desperately clutches my hand encircling his neck again, grabbing at my fingers. I loosen my grip slightly. "What is because of the girl?" Zayne questioned. He cleared his throat or at least tried to, but Zayne's fingers wouldn't allow it, "I d... donn't kn... n know," he stuttered. "Who is calling the shots?"

She said and then chuckled, but that stopped immediately when I fixed her with a glare. “Your nose was fractured and unless you go for… plastic surgery, I don’t think it’ll ever remain the same.” The doctor said before taking a step back but anger seized me and I pushed off the bed and grabbed the collar of his shirt. “What the fuck do you mean it will never remain the same?” I snarled and could see the fear seize the doctor as he stammered. “I… I don’t mean… sir, I…” “Oh, let him be Declan. It’s not him who messed up your face.” Evelyn said sternly and I was forced to release the doctor, pushing the doctor away so he stumbled and fell before crawling out of the room.

I called excitedly in a low whisper. She chuckled lightly and hugged me tightly bit carefully— so as to not anger Alpha Draven who paced around the hall like a ticking bomb. "Hey," Carmen greeted from behind and I smiled, surprised. "Heyy, You came?" "Of course." He smiled. Ariana interlocked her hand with his and I smiled further. I'm happy for her. Happy she finally found the love she's wanted. Some minutes later, the Pack's doctor walked in. A doctor who looked to be in his early thirties.

I was taken aback by the way she was acting. She stopped in her tracks and turned to face him, “I am Aria. I’m a doctor and I work at a nearby university hospital” she introduced herself. She sounded so confident, that I found it difficult doubting the authenticity of her words. But what could a doctor be doing in this part of the town, especially at this time. “I’m Xeros” I said. “You wouldn’t mind if I took a look at your injury, would you?” She asked me. “I won't,” I assured her. I also wanted her to take a look at it. Anything to make her stay longer.

Taking it out, the bright light flashed back at me. A response popped up… > Requested accepted. How can I help you? Sitting upright, I bit down on my thumb, tilting my head. I stared at the profile. There was nothing except a logo designed in a rather tacky manner. Was this the real Masked Doctor? Honestly, I doubted it. Not to mention there were tons of profiles that claimed to be the Masked Doctor. I didn’t know why, but my fingers started working on the keyboard. *** FREYA’S POV

BRENDA'S POV When the door opened and the person behind it was the doctor, I held my heart in my hand as I looked at him .He came over to me with a smile on his face that I felt like punching right out of his face on the spot. “Doctor Drake you better start telling me what plan you have right now, what would you sell me to the dark market?” He placed his hand on my shaking shoulder, his smile never leaving his face and my fingers trembled in a fist.