Doctor Garaki Novels & Stories

Back in the village where everything began, two older men were engaged in conversation. They sat on small stools within a well-lit hall with small bowls filled with mead before them. Both had heads full of grey hair and wrinkled faces. However, that was where their similarities ended. Whilst one of them was relatively dashing yet ordinarily dressed, the other had several peculiar piercings all over his body. As if that wasn’t enough, he had ornaments of iron hugging his wrist and ankle joints. His eyes were entirely white in color, and his expression that of total nonchalance. These two old men where Old fan and Chief Doctor Kaka.

He hadn't endured the snickers of the pack warriors or the blatant disrespect of the pack omegas who conveniently forgot to clean her quarters. And most importantly, he wasn't the one carrying the devastating secret that was currently destroying their lives from the inside out. Two years ago, a brutal rogue pack had ambushed their eastern borders. Garrick had won the battle, cementing his reputation as an unstoppable warlord, but it had come at a hidden, catastrophic cost. A rogue’s blade, secretly coated in a rare, dark-magic silver strain, had pierced his lower abdomen. The pack doctor, a loyal old wolf named Dr. Thomas, had given Elena the heartbreaking diagnosis in absolute, trembling se

He glance at her fingers, wondering how to address the lovely couple before he settled for 'ms' with a polite smile. "How are you ms. Aria" he asked politely. "I'm fine thank you" "I'm sure you are wondering why am here and not Doctor Clark" he paused and stared back at both of them. "My name is Doctor Ogar. The founder of fight against child mortality and also a gynaecologist as you might have realized by now and I will be attending to you from now on. With that said and done, I will to ask you a few questions okay?" "Okay!"

“Doctor you have someone here to see you.” The doctor looked up and then smiled. He slowly walked over to Garrett. “What can I do for you?” He asked. “Have you tried to clean out her blood with those machines?” He asked. “No, but we didn't think it was the medication she was given that caused this.” The Doctor said. “Can you do it, I know it won't hurt,” Garrett said. “We can try, but don't expect a miracle.” “I don't expect much from you mortals,” Garrett said.

His hair was tied back, and his muscles were really testing the stretch of the material he was currently wearing as the flexed with his movement. "We are. I have a portal there that I use to help export medicine to one of our allies. She is a doctor here, and I am helping her cure sick humans." I didn't bother hiding the shock that hit me. Garren tilted his head as he watched me. "Something I said surprising?" He asked, arching a brow, causing his scar to stretch. I had never met a male who looked as breathtaking as Garren did. I scoffed, shaking my head.

The photograph was the same young woman. My grandmother. The real Garcia. The live comments erupted. “So THAT is the real Garcia? Then who’s the woman next to him?” “The letters say it plainly. And he just said he ‘rejected’ her. Lying without batting an eye.” “So the real Garcia was abandoned in the rural West. Who is this fake Garcia? This is insane.” Daniel Harrington’s lips pressed into a thin line. He gripped the table. His fingertips were white. A bead of sweat ran down his forehead.

The kind of tone that killed whatever you were about to say next. Garrett shut up. Aris set the photo down on the desk between them. His hand didn't shake, which Garrett found almost unsettling. The man was seventy-something, had been a field medic during two territorial wars, and had once reset his own dislocated shoulder mid-surgery because the other doctor had passed out. Steady hands were basically his personality. But his face—

"Maaf, Dokter." Rani menatap Janu dengan ketakutan. Gadis itu merasa sungkan karena pernah ditegur oleh lelaki itu sewaktu lambat menangani pasien di Instalansi Gawat Darurat. Dia baru lulus sebagai dokter umum, sehingga masih grogi jika menangani kasus-kasus tertentu. "Hati-hati." Janu mengucapkan itu sembari tersenyum karena Rani selalu menghindar setiap kali bertemu.

Squinting my eyes to get a clear view of the redhead's face, I froze when the face became clear. No. Freaking. Way. "Excuse me Doctor, who is that lady over there?" I asked, interrupting the conversation. "Oh, that's our new cardiologist, Doctor Giordana," he replied. Rob and I glanced at each other, then where she stood and back to the Doctor. "Is there a problem?" The doctor asked. "No, nothing, just carry on," I said. Some minutes later, we concluded the discussion and excused ourselves. "Did you see her or have I started hallucinating?" I asked Rob as we stepped out of the ward.

I shut the door behind us. "My lovely wife, Raina...Raina this is Doctor Steve, he is a neurosurgeon and he is Dr. John, the dermatologist, and Dr. Riyaz, a neurosurgeon." I shake my hands with all the doctors and smiled politely at them. None of them look much old, maybe they are in their late 30s or in their early 40s. "You are very pretty, Raina". Dr. Riyaz the man of color said.