Doctor Are You Here Novels & Stories

I knew perfectly well they were trying to keep an eye on me, and honestly, that was exactly the effect I wanted. At 12:55 p.m., one of the staff members pointed to a seat by the window. “Dr. Lane, have a seat. If you need anything, let us know. We’ll come by periodically to check.” With that, they shut the door behind them. The moment the records room door slammed shut, I grabbed the doctor's code of conduct handbook from the desk and began reciting it at the top of my lungs. “Article One! Doctors must possess sound professional ethics and medical competency, uphold their principles, and fulfil the sacred duty of preventing illness, treating disease, saving lives, and protecting the health o

“What are you doing here?” ​

I secretly throw the medicine in the trash bin while she was not looking at me. “W-Who’s your doctor here?” I asked, still trying to act. Damn! I need this information. “The doctor here is Doc. Raymond Madrigal. He’s a specialist,” the nurse said. Raymond Madrigal, huh? It does not a ring a bell. I haven’t heard that name with the wolves around me. “Looks like he’s good huh?” I said while staring at the window.

His eyes swept over me, from head to toe, then returned to my face. “When did they start?” I searched for a date and found none. “It never stopped.” Maurice blinked, shock and worry flashing across his face. “Have you seen a doctor?” “I’m not dying, Maurice,” I hissed, brushing past him toward the closet. “You need to relax.” “You still haven’t answered the question.” I shot him a look before reaching for my cologne. “I have.” “Which doctor?” he pressed. “What’s their name?” “Dr…” I paused, searching my head for something believable. “Chen.”

"What are you doing here?" The doctor clearly didn't expect anyone else to be in the room. He stiffened, then immediately lowered his head a little, cautious and respectful.

Yes, siree. “Salish? You haven’t answered me.” “Y..es doctor. I trust you.” Doctor D smiled. “Good, now let’s start.”

Why isn't he here? "What are you still doing out there, huh?" I asked in an animalistic tone as I mind-linked to him. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I'll be there in a jiffy," he apologized, and I scoffed. "You'd better be quick if you don't want me to…" I suddenly stopped as a knock landed at the door. "Come in," I said, and the doctor walked in with a stethoscope hung around his neck. "Good day, Alpha," he greeted with his head bowed in respect.

The first set was young nurses the other set were in their late thirties. She turned by the corner and walked a little before standing in front of Doctor Hither's office door. It said: CHIEF OF SURGEONS: DOCTOR ELI HITHER. It was sculpted on a metallic squared shaped stainless steel board, screwed to the door. She raised her hand up and knocked, there was no answer. She knocked again, still no reply. "Doctor Hither? It's me, Aurora. You asked me to come in today." She knocked again, there was still no reply. "Is anyone in?"

Lucas brought out his phone and showed the Doctor a photo. The Doctor's eyes widened with realization before he put on a confused look. Staring back and forth between Lucas and the phone's screen, he opened his mouth but no words came out for a while. Finally, the Doctor cleared his throat and said, “No, Mr. Harrison. I'm afraid this lady didn't come to this hospital.” “Heidi didn't come?” Lucas gave him a skeptical look. The Doctor nodded rapidly, scratching his head. “She didn't come here. Maybe she went to a different hospital.”

If I can’t move, I can at least make sure Stelux hasn’t gone up in flames. When I told her that, she crossed her arms, pouted, and asked if I didn’t trust her as CEO. I almost laughed. She was only teasing, but the truth is, I trust her more than I’ve trusted anyone in years. My thoughts drift until the sound of a throat clearing cuts through them. I look up to find my doctor standing at the door. “Afternoon, Mr. Sterling,” he says, walking in with his clipboard. I sit up, expression flat. “Tell me you have good news.”