Doctor Are You Here Novels & Stories

Well, he should have been by now if only life didn't fuck with us. "Are you sure?" The doctor asks. I admired his smile a while ago, but now it's beginning to irritate my ass. "Yes. What do I have? Is it serious, or..." "You don't have any ailments, madam." He stops me before I become berserk.

A black fog covers my vision, it slowly fades into a figure then a face appears. Tin. What.... Shit. "She is awake." Her lips break into a smile. "Shouldn't we call the doctor." A head pops up next to hers. Doctor.... What do they need a doctor for.... What the fuck is going on? I stay still, trying to prevent putting myself in any inconvenient pain. A lot of question pulsing through me. Where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? And what the fuck is going on? The doctor soon arrives dressed in all white a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

He asks again. “Yeah—" she was about to elaborate more on my decision when her phone buzzed. “It is the doctor." She mutters with a low voice. “Hello?" “I’m Doctor Charleston. I hear you came here today for a test?” " Yeah, I didn't … are the results out?" “Yeah, I’m so sorry about calling by this time to start with. “ He mutters. “It’s fine,” she says, giving a rather curious Christian a genuine smile. “Can we see tomorrow?" The doctor asked.

“Yeah, more like it and I'm sure you'll love it here, though we won't be staying for a long period of time.” “Why's that mummy? Why can't we stay for a long period of time?” She asked. "Because only sick people stay here.” That seems to shut her up because she didn't utter a word till we got to the door of the doctors office. I knocked once and walked in. Behind the table sat a middle aged man, sorting some documents on his desk. “Hi, I'm doctor Helios.” He said, stretching his hand for a shake and I took it.

YEAR 2014 ST. JOSEPH HOSPITAL (9:XX PM) “Doctor, how is my mother? Is there still no improvement?” Rhea asked quietly, her voice filled with exhaustion and hope as she sat inside Doctor Mike’s office. He was the physician who had tirelessly cared for her mother since the beginning.

However, my anticipation is short lived, disappointment washing me as a female greets me rather than the doctor. “Can I help you miss?” The slim blond female looks at me blankly. She was young, thankfully too young to have remembered me from before…she was one of the first people here to look at me with complete indifference. “I was looking for the clinic doctor, Doctor Bind?” “He’s away at the moment.” “Away?” “Supply conference, he’ll be back in a few days. Is there something I can help you with?” She takes closer steps towards me, a welcoming smile spreading out onto her face.

"Hello? Is this Mrs. Sterling? Sienna Kelly Sterling?" "Ummm... yes. Who is this?" "Good afternoon. I’m Doctor Williams from Sanford Hospital. Can you make it here right now?" "Ummm... is everything okay?" My heart started to race. "I’m sorry, but I can’t share this information over the phone. You’ll have to come in to find out. Please get here as soon as possible."

The doctor has showed up to face Mike's interrogation. "I'm not here to answer unnecessary questions. I came to attend to the sick patient. If you don't mind, can you show me where she is so i can attend to her?" The doctor said. "I'm sure you will like to attend to her privately as well." Mike teased. "Exactly, so can you show me where she is?"

Her words grab my attention and make me look into her eyes. Our eyes met each other. "I’m here, Samuel." A familiar voice breaks our eye contact. "Who has come?" She questioned me. "Doctor has come to check you." "But I’m fine." "No one can guess about inside injuries so there is no benefit to argue with me." "Doctor please come inside." The doctor walk towards us. He's the same doctor, the doctor who is our family doctor and I always consult. "Hello doctor." I greeted him by shaking hand with him

"Hey, cut me some slack. She's new here, I just didn't want anything bad happening on my watch." I chuckled weakly, the sound easing some of the tension in my chest. "You guys are too much. Seriously, though, what did the doctors say? Am I good to go, or...?" Before they could answer, the door swung open, and a doctor walked in, middle-aged guy with a clipboard, white coat, the whole deal. He smiled at me, checking the monitors. "Miss Travison, good to see you awake. I'm Dr. Harlan. How are you feeling?"