Novel & Cerita Book Review Doctor Sleep

MELISSA'S POV I hadn't woken up fully when they called me into the office. I hadn’t even had coffee yet, and my body felt heavy from lack of proper sleep. The constant beeping of machines, the scent of antiseptic that lingered everywhere which I am already sick of, and the endless cycle of worry had become my life these past few days. Still, I pushed through. For him. The doctor’s office was quiet when I stepped in, except for the rustle of papers as he went through Xavier’s file. He looked up at me with one of those reassuring smiles doctors seem trained to perfect—warm, but never too emotional.

“It's not like I set a timer before I was pushed— fell into the pool. “ I say in a sarcastic tone, holding my breath and praying Roman hadn't noticed my slip-up. “She looks well enough, Mr Montgomery. I suggest she gets more rest, but apart from that, I doubt there's really anything else I can do for you.” The doctor says to Roman, ignoring my huffing. “Will she be fit to travel tomorrow?” Roman asks the doctor. “Yes, of course, Mr Montgomery.” The doctor hurriedly answers. We are leaving tomorrow? I barely had enough time to execute my plans! “I recommend some light zolpidem for ease of rest.” The doctor says, taking out some pills from his briefcase and handing them over to Roman.

Iris’s POV My jaw dropped, my mouth hanging open as I stared at this strange man who claimed to be a doctor. A three-day nap? I slept for seventy-two hours. Unbelievable. “Excuse me?” I found my voice, conveying my disbelief. “I slept for seventy-two hours?” The doctor seemed distressed. “Yes, little one. If you would excuse me, I have to take my leave now. I haven’t left the confines of this place in all the time you slept. Seventy-two hours.” He shook his head.

His gaze flew to the clock, and he was startled at the time-- five o’clock. It was Five o’clock in the evening, and he’d been sleeping all day. Why! Would he— Dax turned his gaze to the nurse, “What did the doctor give to me? Why was I asleep the whole day?” he snapped. Barely holding it in as a cold pressure emanated from him, and unknown unperturbed the nurse about his simmering fury, she continued. “Just the basic sedative to keep you calm, as your brain reading the past two days showed you were overly anxious and—”

The Doctor nodded and turned to walk away, the main reason he had come into this VIP room interrupted and turned into a psychological session, that which he wasn't good at. He closed the door behind him to give the young man who seemed depressed some space and privacy. Justin's eyes closed gently and he sighed as he heard the footsteps of the doctor retreating and becoming too hard to keep up with. After tiring his sense organs out, his anxiety taking the most of him, he fell asleep... Fortunately.

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This whole nightmare thing is news to me, so yeah, I’m just as surprised as you are," I said quickly, the words tumbling out too fast as I kept my eyes anywhere but on his. Dr. Roman studied me for a long, quiet moment, then gently set his pen down. "One last question," he said, his voice softening like he didn’t want to startle me. "Just so I know what to prescribe to help you rest, would you say you're a light sleeper or a deep one?" "Rest? He should try saying that to my father. I’d barely returned and already managed to turn half of Russia on its head. Not only had I been lying useless in this bed for three straight days, but he actually believed sleep was the solution to the storm I was

The doctor was sleeping on the bed on her stomach with her shoes on and her mouth opens wide with a small drool on left of her cheek. Nathan closed the door behind him and walked closer to her. She was sleeping without any care of the world. Nathan leaned forward and slowly placed his finger on her cheek and softly caress it. Her skin was baby-soft and was very much appealing to him... “Doctor.” He called out in his normal tone but Sophia didn’t move an inch. “Doctor wake up quickly!” He said loudly this time but still the same response. “Sophia!!” His voice boomed in the room but much to his amazement, Doctor still didn’t get up.

the doctor said as she rummaged through her bag. The sound of pen against paper filled the room, but I could feel my eyelids growing heavier. My body surrendered to the exhaustion, and I drifted into sleep again, faintly aware of their distant conversation. "She’s one beautiful girl," the doctor murmured, her voice soft. "Get her the prescribed medication, and she’ll feel better by tomorrow. She’s just homesick and under too much strain." Their voices faded completely as sleep claimed me, leaving me in the comforting darkness. The next morning

“Is being a doctor part of your job, Sarah? No? Then stop trying to be one.” “But—” “Do your job. That’s all I ask.” After that, she stopped insisting. She would sit in silence, watching me work while the night stretched on. Most nights, I didn’t sleep. At best, I would shut my eyes for two hours—sometimes even less—before opening my laptop again. Other nights, I worked until dawn, the glow of the screen burning into my eyes. The doctors scolded me every morning, issuing strict orders: “Mr. Dorian, if you continue like this, your body will collapse again. You’re not recovering at all. You need real rest.”