Deku Doctor Novels & Stories

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

Henkes. It was a single room that looked like a typical clinic room, with two chairs, an examination bed, and a desk with a computer on it. I knew Dr. Henkes was the Pack Doctor. He worked at the hospital, but it seemed he had a clinic here as well. It was likely used for personal matters. This was the first time I had seen him in person, so I hadn’t expected him to be so young.

Leaving the room, Dr Deigo, Kendall, and I, all went to my room to discuss Flora's health condition. "No need to worry. It is not that serious. She is indeed a lucky child. To have fallen from the stairs without sustaining a fracture or dislocation shows that she is strong," Dr. Deigo announced. "Thank goodness," I muttered, and I was glad that Kendall was relieved as a smile lit on her face. "Thank you, doctor. I have to go check on my babies now," Kendall said before she exited my room, leaving me with Dr. Deigo. Dr. Deigo had been a good and close friend to my family, and we attended college together. His late father was the De La Cruz family doctor before he died. And after he graduated

" Derek resumed the situation just when George thought he was going to digress into a different kind of conversation. "Dekek, please stay calm. You are asking too many questions at the same time. Remember what I told you about your Father's health and disturbance?" Doctor Escobar dived in. That was the reason he chose to stay back rather than leave with the nurses. With the kind of rage that Derek came with, the Doctor needed no one to tell him that a drama was about to unfold.

A heavy drum beat in my ears. I stepped back and stumbled, the strength leaving my legs, and I fell. The doctor caught me. “Are you okay?” I nodded, not understanding anything. “Breathe,” he instructed. “Slowly. That's it.” I followed his instructions, holding his arm tight. “Is he ever going to recover?” The doctor looked sad. “Honestly,” he said gently, like he was scared I would lose consciousness. “There's every possibility that he will make it.” He was probably telling me that so I didn't lose my mind.

“Keep that up, and you’ll become the fan favourite. The last doctor we had was not too friendly with the pack members.” “Doctor Charles? I heard he passed two weeks ago,” my brows furrowed as I tried to recall some detail. “I only met him once, when I was still in medical school. He was a guest speaker at a convention. One of the only werewolves there too. He was not too friendly then, either.” A smile slipped unbidden onto my lips as a memory came to mind. “He argued with several of his colleagues during the event. The organisers considered removing him from the hall because of that.”

I realized we were inside a hospital. "Doc, here's the chart of Mr. De Vera, the fifty year old man with a CKD stage two." Two people were walking in the hallway. They were both wearing white uniforms. The other one was on a doctor's coat, there's a stethoscope hanging around her neck. I read the letters embroidered on her white coat. St. Lukes’ Medical Center. "Thanks, Kenny. Please tell Doc Miranda I have an operation tonight." I could clearly hear everything they're saying. They continued on talking as they passed by me.

Don’t ever dare to make him annoyed. He is the owner of the Multi-Billion Wu Pharmaceutical Company. He is a physician and do surgery ONLY during the FULL MOON. Weird? A while ago, I mentioned that he is known as Doctor Alucard. When you reverse the word Dracula, it will read as Alucard. He also chooses the patient he only wants to treat. Even the oath of being a physician is not a collar to his neck to perform his professional responsibility to society. No one is entitled to give him an order. No ONE!

They all nodded including Cara and she walked out of the place. Dee walked to him and rubbed his arms. "Don't worry, he's going to be all right, I promise." She said. He nodded but he didn't know what to think or believe. If anything, if he was being truthful to himself, he would be able to admit that he was freaking out, and scared because he didn't really know what could happen. He had not seen this coming at all, and he was sure nobody did. He was sure that the alpha hadn't seen it coming as well. No one knew that that kind of poison was real so no one knew how to expect it. Thank God their retired doctor was still alive. He was an elder in the pack, so he might know what to do.