Bloodborne Plague Doctor Novels & Stories

"You heard me Alpha Richard. Take of the shirt." "Why should I?" He asked in an affronted manner. "Look Alpha Richard, I'm the Doctor here and I have absolutely no other purposes other than to do just that. If you’re asking,” I huffed, placing my hands on my waist, “It's because I had to check the wound you seem to be hiding under that shirt. You may not have noticed but it’s open and bleeding onto your shirt right now." I said. I could see the look of astonishment and realization as he looked down carefully to see it doing just that.

His hands were cuffed to the railings and so were his legs. “Doctor,“ Darius acknowledged as light footsteps approached us. I was forced to tear my intense gaze away from Jason and fixed them on the doctor instead. He was one of the best in the pack, and of course, he was a wolf. But he wasn't just any kind of Doctor, he was among the specialists that have studied the rogues' anatomy over the years and can help in situations such as this. “Go cover yourself up. You don't wanna get infected,” Dr. Freya gestured at Darius with his head. “All of you,“ He pointed to the other warlords and Victor.

She was still shaken and looked exhausted, so she had stayed behind. The three of them waited outside the emergency room. No one spoke. Finally, the doors opened and the doctor stepped out. “I am sorry.” His voice was gentle. “We did everything we could, but she was brought in too late. “Please accept my condolences.” Mom swayed where she stood. Dad reached out to support her, though his own hands trembled. The doctor flipped through my medical records, choosing his words carefully. “The patient had been suffering from leukemia for quite some time.

"Food will be here any time now" "They will starve us until we swore allegiance to them" Daren said. He is a unique Badblood; he will become what he touched. If he touched a rock, his body will turn to rock. Though Mira didn't saw him transform into one, just thinking of it gave her chills. Daren on the other hand has very manly features: hard muscles, a clean cut hair, a beard, and a strong black eyes. His lips is tiny and his nose is extremely long but in a handsome way.

“You still love him even though he threw you away and forgot about you entirely?! The man didn’t even care to pay you a visit, even though you were begging to see him. You are so pathetic, little girl, but don’t worry, he won’t suffer for long.” The man said, and I blinked at him in confusion, but then he just put his hand under his chin over his neck and made a move like cutting something and my eyes widened. “Do you think that my people will spare anyone in that family of yours? They will kill them all and they will start with the weak link. That doctor of yours will be their first prey. I promise you.” Giovanni said, and I held my breath and began to pace the small room I was in. I kept p

I nodded in agreement, eager to put his concerns to rest. "Sure, go ahead. But I have a feeling you won't find anything wrong with me," I said with a wry grin, attempting to lighten the mood despite the lingering confusion. I needed to understand the extent of Ruby's healing abilities; she might hold the key to werewolf immortality. "You're better than before—as good as new," the doctor declared after about five minutes of a thorough examination. "Thanks, Doc," I said, and he bowed his head before exiting the room. I decided to contact one of the pack warriors through our telepathic link.

She immediately took the cell phone hidden behind the pillow and looked up her father's number. Outside, Taggart directly asked Everest to move Pearl from the hospital to one of the hospitals under the Kellent family foundation. He didn't want Pearl to meet Dr. Billy Anderson, who Taggart didn't like. Apart from that, Billy Anderson is a vampire. "If he's a vampire, how can he be a doctor? He is very dangerous, sir." After Taggart told him about Billy, Everest said this in surprise. Taggart has so many tenses. He was worried that Billy would hurt Pearl if she stayed in the hospital longer.

It was a lie, but since she was human, that was the only thing she might listen to. “So you mean to say that you allow your servants to look so tardy and unkempt while you look…” She paused to look me up and down again and again. “…well, not any different,” she added. “Still, sir, I can’t give you that information.” Right then, a doctor stepped out. I recognized him immediately, and he did too. “Beta Cullen,” he bowed. He was one of our pack doctors who worked here to help our members get access to more modern medicines.

The doctor nodded grimly. “Exactly.” He looked toward the infirmary door again. “I’ve never seen anything like it before. Whatever happened when that Hollowfang bit her didn’t infect her the way it should have.” “You think it changed her.” “I think it triggered something.” The doctor tightened his grip on the clipboard. “And until I know what that something is, we’re both walking blind.” “What do you need?” “Blood samples.” Kael immediately frowned. The doctor quickly continued. “From Nova. From wolves. From infected if I can get them.”

Catherine The people here have some basic medical training and one of them is a doctor. At least he is a doctor on paper, but he is so lazy and distracted I suspect he has bought his license. The other three men and women, who have basic medical education, have more knowledge and experience than Dr. Davies. That thought does not bring me comfort, but instead increases the feeling of dread hanging over me. Why would normal people with basic medical education have this enough medical knowledgement to assist in a surgery?