Doctor Are You Here Novels & Stories

A sigh from him was the next thing I heard before he slowly walked away, giving distance to the doctor who was with him. "Good evening, Ms. Rodriguez. I am Doctor Verdox, a psychiatrist. Can I ask you some questions?" he formally asked me. I am still speechless because of my hesitation. It's not that I don't trust him; I just don't like the fact that Zachary was with us. In addition, he's his friend. Thelmo seemed to notice my hesitation, so he looked at Zachary and motioned for him to get out. "What? No, I'll fvcking stay here. I need to know her situation," he uttered.

"Sorry, if you don't mind me asking. What do you do here?" A smile appeared on his face as he rinsed out some plates. "I'm a doctor. I help anyone in the woods who get hurt." "Oh, that explains the surgery equipment." Keisha chipped in. "Please come to the dining table to eat." He called out to us.

REAH'S POV The door opened and a doctor walked in, he seemed to be in his late forties and he already had white hairs on his head. He walked over to me and tested me. He nodded his head and turned around, but froze when he saw Alpha Xavier in the room. "Alpha, I had no idea you were here. I'm so sorry, Please forgive me, Alpha," The Doctor immediately bowed. Alpha Xavier's expression turned to a deep frown as he glared at the doctor "How is she?" He asked him a question instead.

Until their checkup was interrupted when a security officer approached Doc, seeking his attention. "Did you manage to locate him?" Doc inquired, his voice tinged with concern and urgency. Shaking his head in response, the security officer delivered disheartening news. "No, Doc... We thoroughly searched the hallways, but he was nowhere to be found. The bathrooms were also empty. Are you certain he is still inside the building?" The officer's tone conveyed a mix of confusion and skepticism, questioning the possibility of Keita's presence within their clinic.

With his voice cracking, he managed, “What do you want?” The doctor clapped his hands together and bounced up and down. “That doesn’t answer my question, Mr. Larkin, but that’s okay. I’ll give you the good news first.” His hair flopped around on top of his head like an overgrown yucca plant. He took a step forward, though he was still probably five feet away, near the other end of the room. He rubbed his black gloved hands together, his glasses slipping to the end of his bulbous nose. “Luckily for you, we still don’t know how to kill you. So… as long as you’re here, you won’t die.”

She asked, remembering the time she was hospitalized because of her allergy. "Glad you still remember me. What are you doing here, by the way?" "I am looking for a condo unit, doc." "Ah." "How about you, doc?" She asked back. "I live next door." Bea gazes at the door where he pointed at. "You live here, doc?" "Yes." Well, he is a doctor, and probably has a high salary, no doubt. "Oh, hope all!" She commented. "Come inside." He offered which she immediately declined.

Thoughts race through my mind, and I can't stop worrying about what might be happening behind those closed doors. Then, finally, the moment I've been dreading arrived. A doctor, dressed in a white lab coat, steps into the waiting room searching for something, and when his gaze falls on me, he approaches me, his face devoid of emotions "Doctor, how is she? Is Zelda going to be okay?" "Mr. Drake, I'm Dr. Anderson. I've been overseeing Zelda's case, " the doctor said "Tell me, Doctor, how is she? Is she going to be okay?"

“What are you doing here at this time?” I found the question to be strange. “Couldn't I be there to visit my wife whenever it pleases me?” I said, inwardly. “I'm here to see my wife. Is there a time frame for visitation now?” “You're here to see your wife?” I could not understand why the doctor was asking me absurd questions. “I think I shouldn't respond again.” I said to myself. “Okay Doctor, it was nice seeing you.” I stretched my hands out to shake him so I could be going.

Neon muttered to himself while facing the wall. I tilted my head in the direction of Diana and tried to smile because she looked worried. “Why isn’t the pack doctor here yet?” She turned to Neon and asked. “He should be here.” He responded with a frown. “I will be out in a minute, I need to get him...” “Alpha, I’m here.” The soft-spoken Doctor said from the other side of the door. Neon ambled to the door and opened it. The doctor bowed and apologized for his lateness.

The man looked at Zane up and down. "How is he right now?" Zane asked directly. "Well…" Before the doctor could finish, the young man in the jacket who had been waiting at the entrance reached them. He slapped the doctor and said, "Damn it, he's been inside for ten minutes! What the hell are you discussing? Save him!" The male doctor stumbled and clutched at his face as he forced a smile. "Mr. Gosling, we're waiting for Dr. Ansel Lyndon." "When is he getting here, then?" Augustine Gosling yelled angrily.