Doctor And Patient Novels & Stories

Beatrice watched the doctor get some papers on his table before she sat on the chair. "What do you mean he is hiding something from me?" Beatrice asked, so the doctor looked at her and went to sit in front of her. "Your husband told me not to tell you about his condition, but I'm a little skeptical since I know you have the right to know what is happening to him, especially since he is your husband." The doctor said and waved the file in the air. "This is his papers, his records from his previous check-up here in our hospital. He's been my patient since last year." He added and put down the file in the mini table.

The doctor came out after spending few minutes and he had a questioning look in his face as he strode towards him. ”Mr. Stanford,” The doctor had just opened his mouth to tell his findings abot his patient but Anton hurriedly interrupted him. ”How is she? Is it serious?” He sounds anxious as he asked. The doctor had serve Stanford family for decades. He was familiar to each family members' reaction everytime they approaches him to ask about his patient. In addition to that, he was able to treat this young man's former girlfriend as well but never had he saw him this anxious during those times. It seems to him that he was so worried about the woman inside his room as he observed therefore he

The doctor arched a sceptical brow, glancing at the wildly beeping monitor. "You don’t seem so calm right now," he pointed out dryly. "Not with your heart rate spiking like this." He turned his gaze fully on the officer. "Sir, can you please leave the room?" The officer set his jaw with defiance. "No. I don’t want to leave the room." "Look," the doctor said, his tone growing colder, "I know you’re here because of the law. It’s your job to ensure justice is served. But I’m here as a doctor, and this is my patient. Your presence isn’t doing him any good."

He doesn’t want that for me. I wasn’t intentionally playing the pity card or wanting to remind me about my horrible pains and struggles. It’s just the best way I knew I could introduce myself to him to hear it right. He is a doctor that treats many patients and meets many patients in a day. He must have heard so many names.

I'm the problem! The Doctor is a nice guy though. Apparently, he's the youngest pack doctor that this Pack ever had so that means he's better than the other pack doctors before him. “Would you like to try your luck by healing that patient's wound?” He asks when he notices that I'm observing him intently as he treats one of the patients. Ashamed that I've been caught, I quickly shake my head. “Oh, no. I'm so sorry for staring, it's just so fascinating, being able to treat and heal like that and all. And even if I want to, I don't have any ounce of treating magic in me.” I admit, which is true.

She was quickly rushed to the hospital and after conducting series of tests on her, the doctor broke the least expected news to them. “Are you her guardian?”, the doctor asked, with his stethoscope, hanging around his neck. “Yes, I am”, Kevin replied, calmly. “Are you her husband?”, the doctor asked, wanting to know Kevin’s relationship with his patient. “No, I am her brother”, Kevin responded. “Is there like an elderly person who is related to you, that I can talk to?”, the doctor asked. “No, there isn’t. You can go ahead and tell me anything. Is anything the problem?”, Kevin asked, sensing that something was going on.

He asked me, and with that I scoffed at him. "Do I look like someone who is joking?" I asked him as I pulled my chair closer to his before pulling out my gun from the side pocket of my suit, and with that he stared at me for some minutes before bursting into a round of laughter. "Do I look like a kid who you can easily scare with a gun which I don't even know if it's real or fake?" He asked me with an unfazed tone. "I have said this, and I will still say it again: whatever I discuss with my patients is confidential, and unless the patient gives me permission, I can't reveal it to anyone, not even their family members," the doctor said to me with a firm tone.

I slowly caressed Elio's haggard face through the void between us. Oh, my silly younger brother. As I was a doctor, I had once taken an oath. "I shall do by my patients as I would be done by, and the health of my patients will always be my first consideration. "By all that I hold highest, I promise my patients competence, integrity, candor, personal commitment to their best interest, compassion, absolute discretion, and confidentiality within the law.

“Lose me?” “No, not that I mean I wanted to walk you to your car so I thought I won't meet up with you again” “Ohh okay” I nodded at him as we both began to walk in silent, “Doctor Allan?” “Hmm” He answered “Is everything okay?” “Yeah sure just wanted to walk with you'’ “Ohh okay” I nodded, “So can I ask you something?” “Sure” “Uhm, the patient that you're treating his case, I heard you guys were once in love and almost got married”

I swallowed and turned to the doctor, “yes. Everything is fine.” The doctor didn’t look satisfied, so he turned to the professor, “what’s your relationship with my patient?” I expected something, but he just chuckled. “I have been coming here and you are only just asking me that now?” “It’s a procedure. My patient doesn’t seem particularly comfortable with you.” “I am his boyfriend,” the professor said. My jaw dropped alongside my common sense. I shook my head the second the doctor turned to me, “no, he is not my…”