Deku's Doctor Novels & Stories

Celeste agitatedly answered. The look on her face changed from being sweet to being formal. She took a bite of the cake and sip through the cup of coffee. "I also love the bitter taste of coffee, Dr. Aster. So don't assume. Now let us go back to business." Celeste gave Clive a professional and sinister look. "It is an honor to have you with us Dr. Aster. As a doctor with multiple specializations, I will assign you as head of the Emergency Department and a consultant as well of the Surgery Department for Neurology and Cardiac Subspecialties."

"He shouldn't have traveled. His wound is barely closed." "Oh, come on, Clara," Luca teased, his grin widening as he crossed his arms, leaning down slightly to match my eye level. "Is that the doctor talking, or are you actually missing our terrifying Capo already? Because I've got to tell you, I’ve never seen anyone worry about Dante Moretti’s health without getting a bullet for their interest. You’re a special case, aren't you?" "I am his physician, Luca. If he bleeds out on his flight, it reflects poorly on my capabilities," I shot back , my skin flushing with a sudden, defensive heat.

He looked impeccable as always, but there was a coldness in his eyes that I had rarely seen—a royal frost that promised a slow and painful death to anyone who crossed him. "I want the results tonight," Dew told the doctor, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Not tomorrow. Not 'soon.' Tonight." The doctor bowed slightly, intimidated. "Of course, Your Highness. We will prioritize the lab work." With a final nod, the medical team exited the room, leaving the three of us in a tense silence. I looked at my brother, a flicker of guilt and relief washing over me. "P’Dew... when did you get here?"

Tell Gregory from cardiac surgery to keep an eye on things, just in case. [Got it, Dr. Lane. I’ll take care of it right away.] Henrik might be Shannon’s lover, but a life was still a life. Even if my warning were ignored, I hoped those two wouldn’t take it too far. At least, I had done everything I could. A moment later, Derek, one of the security guards, also messaged me. [Dr. Lane, I heard you shouting some codes of conduct. Are you okay? Do you need help?]

Just then, someone stepped forward from the crowd. "Isn’t this the doctor from yesterday, the one responsible for that botched surgery? I heard he caused his patient's death, and then committed suicide for fear of being punished. I suppose it's one life for another, but pity the victim’s family! The poor lady. So young, and already widowed by her husband's death..." Tears still streaking my face, I stood up and bowed deeply to the person who spoke.

she said and gave me a brief glance before turning back to my daughter lying motionlessly on the bed. “What does that mean, Doctor?” I asked, standing up from my place on the ground. My heart was beating erratically against my chest. “I am the pack’s doctor. I have been for years but I suggest you call for Adela” She sounded distant, as if her eyes were fixed somewhere else completely. Or maybe they weren't really looking at anything, I didn't know anymore. “Adela the healer?” “Yes” the doctor agreed. “There's a faint pulse. Very faint. I will do what I can for now while your guards go to fetch Adela” she went on to start treating Aurora.

"The Council thinks that's their business now." I step closer to the desk. "Who's coming?" "Dr. Theophilus Kane. He's a Council physician. Also an Alpha." An Alpha. That explains why both of them look so tense. "When does he get here?" "Any minute now." Derek's phone buzzes right on cue. He glances at the screen. "He's at the gate." Kade's expression goes hard. "Let him in." *** I'm expecting someone clinical and detached. Maybe older, with reading glasses and a clipboard.

Keep me locked up, and keep Colton safe, it’s not like anyone’ll miss me if I too disappear for a decade. The doctor moves over me as soon as Deacon leaves us alone, his face apologetic, with a softness to his grey eyes that I didn’t notice before. He has a kindness, in the wrinkles and lines around his eyes and mouth, that suggest he genuinely smiles a lot in his life. With a worried glance at my face, and a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes, he whispers in a shaky voice, revealing his own fears.

Kaden "The bones are healing nicely, Alpha Kaden," the doctor said, with a low bow. However, I didn't make any move to acknowledge his words. I could tell he was nervous, but I said nothing. The disinfectant in the room suddenly became more defined than before, and I scrunched up my nose. "You may leave, Doc." A calm voice said, and the door shut close. I didn't even turn to see who the intruder was. I felt nothing at that moment.

But unlike my expectations, the reason did not put an end to his curiosity. "You...you wanted to make a medicine out of it?" A man around his forties having more strands of grey than black finally steps out of the shadows. Are you cosplaying? I wanted to ask while taking in his attire of ancient armour over red robes, a deadly sword hanging on his belt of leather. "Sort of." Chaos soon broke with multiple people hidden away from my sight starting to speak, the echoes too hard to discern. I shrank back to the wall when it grew louder and the loudest of the group finally letting me hear a clear statement. "She's a doctor!"