Doctor Fantasy Whatsapp Web Novels & Stories

I got up to complete some type of writing I had to do, arranging some files in the right order as needed, when my phone buzzed. I was engulfed in work and thus decided not to pick. The call became unbearable as the caller kept on calling repeatedly. I had to drop the files in my hand and head towards the phone. It was an unknown number. I called back immediately, "Hello, am I on to Miss Gianna?" The voice asked. "Yes, please, how may I help you?" I asked, not knowing what to expect, my eyes fixed on the beautiful ceiling patterns. "I'm Dr. Sam, calling for The Wholesale Hospital. Your friend, Freda, just passed on. My condolences." He said, his tone falling, the sadness was evident.

“Hi, Davien. I juts came from the doctor and I felt like I need some fresh air, so I stepped out alone to have a little stroll. I miss you, even though I know you’re very busy right now. I have something big I must tell you. Call me back when you get the chance.” I felt a sharp pain in my chest hearing her words. What was it that she wanted to tell me? Shit, the situation was going to tear me apart if I didn’t quickly get on top of it. “I need to find the number of the hospital she went to,” I said to myself and did a quick search on the internet, finding it in mere seconds. I dialled the number and was relieved when they picked up after two rings. I didn’t even give them the chance to speak

As the high-level discussion began, the silence was suddenly shattered by a relentless series of dings. Notifications began to scroll across the screen for the entire board to see: [Silverline Fertility Center requests to add you as a friend] [Male Reproductive Specialist Dr. Wan: 'Let's discuss your low vitality results.'] [Vital-Wolf Supplements: 'Boost your performance in the den today!'] Ding. Ding. Ding.

A system error in his otherwise orderly world. While everyone kept talking, Vance quietly pulled out his phone under the table. Vance: Need a doctor’s contact in Oslo. Specializing in post-miscarriage care. Discreet. Urgent. Lydia: Right away. Everything okay? Vance: Just have it ready.

Dastan let out a long breath. His priority right now had to be Moza’s health. Any questions regarding "Kay" would simply have to wait. Carefully, Dastan loosened his embrace around Moza. His fingers brushed away a few stray strands of hair from her face before he climbed off the bed. "Come in," Dastan called out, his voice regaining its authoritative edge despite still sounding slightly raspy. The door swung open. Shortly after, Thalia walked in, followed by Doctor Damian. The middle-aged man had been the Limantara family doctor for years, and thus knew Dastan exceptionally well.

My brows furrowed when I realized it was Tyler and Taliyah, my long-lost friends in the industry. I placed my bags and car keys on the table and sat with them in the living room. “How are you, Vish?” Tyler asked, they are curious now huh? “Doing fine,” I said with my classy tone. “We heard and it’s all over the news you’re having therapy with Dr. Black,” Taliyah smirked when Tyler asked again. “Dr. Jairo Black right,” Taliyah creepily asked. “Yes,” “A hottie doctor aiding you huh,” we laughed in sync.

"As a gentleman myself, let me introduce myself. I am Don Fausto Aguilla, a mafia boss from country B. I require your assistance with something small, and in return, those pictures will remain confidential. Can I count on your cooperation?" Dr. Dwayne nodded his head and then said, “Deal.” “I'm a man in love, so I do what would make my girl happy. Do you understand?” Fausto asked with a raised eyebrow. Dr. Dwayne nodded his head, but frankly speaking, he didn't understand a word of what Fausto said; his problem was to know what he wanted from him so he could get the hell out of there. “Here,” Fausto handed him a folder, and it was a folder of the hospital he works at. It had the usual imprin

“How long will it takes? Dares leaned in with great anticipation. “Just a couple of hours” Doctor Shaw responded. Darra instantly nodded and the next minute he had walked out of his office to wait in his car for the result. Darra’s eyes were Dry and itchy as he watched his clock severally, He massaged his temple, stretched a bit and at that moment he suddenly sighted a familiar figure walked pass his car that was parked near to the hospital, He had watched the figure walked right in into the hospital, His face crumbled and the next minute he was out of car, walking back into the hospital, before he was came back into his senses he was right inside the hospital searching for the lady’s figure

"I've contacted a friend to ask for help from a famous doctor. I don't need Sebastian. Me? Beg him? Dream on!" "Famous doctor? Who?" Whitney asked in confusion. Shannon crossed her arms and raised her chin proudly. "Dr. Jay Sherlot from Uruxand! I heard that he's only in his 30s, and he's well-known globally. He has published many journals internationally and is a popular doctor in many medical institutions. There's nobody Jay can't cure in Uruxand." Whitney's face changed, as she had heard about Jay Sherlot before. He was indeed a famous doctor and had made significant contributions to the medical field.

Xavier asked with a frown. “A hiccup? Why wasn't I told about that? I'll make a call to Meyo Clinic to verify this." Zeke retrieved his phone. "Dr. Sowle, the only Drakonian doctor on the team, is an old friend of mine," he said smugly while dialing a number. Soon, the call was answered. “Dr. Sowle, hello!” While Zeke exchanged pleasantries with Dr. Sowle, Jennifer logged onto Meyo Clinic's official website. There was indeed a Drakonian doctor named Lancelot Sowle on Meyo Clinic's medical team.