Doctor Couple Novels & Stories

My back instantly pressed against his chest as he wrapped his arm around my waist, trailing kisses along my exposed shoulder. He told me we were going to meet a professional doctor he had spoken to about my ailment. Dr. Garry Harrison or something, I couldn't quite recall his name properly. According to my husband, this doctor had been a professor to many professional doctors, and was excellent on this field.

I mean he could have spun any wild story to these poor women. “Ho ho ho, shit, oh shit. Here we go,” Dex said, holding up a picture. “That was my doctor that did the procedure … uhm it’s like Chad something,” I said, blanking. I mean he wasn’t my ongoing OBGYN, I hadn’t seen him in about ten months now. “Dr. Chad Collins,” Dex said, nodding. “He’s in on it,” I said, breathless. I held my hand to my chest, in shock. He seemed unbelievably nice and professional. He put any fears or concerns I had at ease, he was so gentle.

Hazel and Chloe looked at him in confusion, what was with the overly happiness meeting them? They walked close to the chairs and sat in front of the doctor. “Doctor, do you know me personally? Hazel asked him politely and the doctor nodded “Not personally but your husband is my friend and patient so I knew I was recieving his wife the moment you made an appointment with your address” “Oh, Hazel opened her mouth slightly “What do you mean by he is patient? Is there something wrong with him? “Nothing much, you don’t have to worry about it” the doctor responded politely.

He was the one who diagnosed her with gonorrhea in the hospital, and he noticed her with her family and walked over. “Ah, Miss. Cooper. A pleasure to meet you here. Are you here for a follow-up?” He secretly wanted to know her more, being such a beautiful woman; too bad she contracted that disease. “Yes, I’m awaiting the tests to be finalized,” Claire said with a reddened face. “Good, but I wouldn’t put my hopes up. It’s too soon for the medicine to do its magic. Oh, you must be Miss. Cooper’s sister?” The doctor asked, taking notice of Julie.

Steven's untimely demise. Damon stepped forward, introducing the physician with a blend of formality and warmth. "Allow me to present Dr. Julian Hartman," he announced, his voice carrying a subtle undercurrent of respect. "He comes highly recommended and is renowned for his expertise in obstetrics and gynecology."

I was careful to avoid looking at his arm. The doctor smiled, continuing his work. “Are you guys dating?” he asked, obviously making small talk to distract John from the task at hand. It seemed to be working. “We’re married, actually.” John grinned. “We recently celebrated our third anniversary.” The doctor grinned back. “Wow, congratulations!”

Doque said, "keep a close watch on my son’s actions. Make sure he does his job properly at the hospital. It’s not that I don’t trust him, but this is for his own good and the hospital’s." "But Chairman Doque, I thought you were already set on him running the hospital? Why is there this sudden concern?" "Well... I’m not sure how I feel right now, Dref. And another thing—he’s married, and he didn’t even tell me." "It’s better this way, Dref. After all, you’re the hospital’s secretary, so you’ll still know what my son is up to. I’ll go ahead. You can handle things here," Doc Doque said to his secretary.

"Alright, ma'am. Just wait for a few seconds while I reach out to the doctor on duty. Please take a seat." Chloe did as told and waited for the next few minutes. Just like the nurse had promised it didn't take long for the doctor to call for her to come in. To her surprise the gynecologist is a male. From his looks, he would be around the same age as Chloe or probably two years older. It suddenly made her feel insecure. The doctor smiled warmly, "I get that meeting a male doctor concerning your privacy is hard, but I can assure you that there is nothing to worry about. Whatever we discuss is strictly on a professional note. I have been doing this for a while, just trust me."

Then, he slowly announced, “Dr. Cooper from Rose City Hospital will then present the questions to the intern. Please welcome Dr. Cooper.” Dr. Cooper was a competent, middle-sized man in his 50s. His hair was gray, but he was full of energy. Alice had heard him because she was a legendary doctor. She had heard that he once set a record by performing twelve of surgeries in twenty-one hours. Many people were taken by this, while others questioned it.

"Suicide. Single gunshot to the head. Hotel room at the Veritas. My people found him twenty minutes ago. He was already cold." “At least he was thorough. And saved me the trouble of testifying.” "He left a note." "What kind of note?" "A confession. Handwritten, notarized yesterday." He spoke in short bursts, each word precise and hard. "Insurance fraud, patient murders, conspiracy to commit murder." "And a partner. Dr. Richard Chen.” My hands went numb. "Who?" "Dr. Richard Chen. Chief of Internal Medicine at Boston Memorial. Your old colleague." Dr. Chen. My mentor. The man who'd recommended me for residency, who'd praised my work.