Doctor In Valentine の小説・ストーリー

she warned. I chuckled and pushed the door open anyway. "Why should I? I saw Valentina leaning against the cushy headboard of her bed, looking as if she were lost in thought. The doctor was busy running some tests on her. The doctor was an elderly man, his face lined with wrinkles. Besides that, his grey hair and short stature made his age apparent. He must have a lot of experience and skill if Valentina requested his help.

*Xanvier's pov* I smiled like a school boy as I held the candles as though they were candies. Few nights ago at Mexico, I planned something similar, but Sandra stayed up late at work. Tonight, it's going to as planned, I feel it already. "One, two, three..." I counted as I placed candle on each stair. I continued like that until I reached the bedroom. I hurriedly downstairs to lit it and back inside the room to make the bed. I was super excited. I checked my drawer for the pack of condoms I bought earlier, took it out and placed it on th the bed for easy access.

“Nah. I’m too young to settle down.” I raise a brow. “Achilles. You’re almost a hundred years old.” He corrects me smoothly. “Over a hundred.” I stare at him. “And I’m the one in love?” He shrugs, completely unbothered. Just then, I hear the soft creak of a door opening. We both turn toward the sound. Valentine steps into the kitchen, his golden hair damp, curling slightly at the ends. He’s freshly showered, a loose shirt hanging off his frame, and his sharp golden eyes lock onto me immediately.

“Harry, why are you hitting a little girl? If people find out, it won’t make us look good. Why don’t we make a bet for five hundred thousand?” Harry seemed interested. “Sounds fun. What’s the bet?” The man smiled meaningfully and replied, “It’s Valentine’s Day. Let’s see if she can sell 200 roses at the night market.” Everyone laughed in response. “Someone who can’t even talk selling flowers? Are you serious?” “Come on, man. You’re not planning on letting her go, are you?” I thought that I would be rescued, but I ended up in a worse situation instead. When Harry saw how hopeless I looked, he quickly agreed to the bet.

Leo ran off and in no time he brought a doctor and got to his room. Owen was sad looking at the young lady while Ryan kept looking at her with worry written all over him "She'll be fine buddy, who is she anyway?" Leo asked "My mate." Ryan said "Oh what happened to her?" Leo asked "She..." Ryan was about to say when he was interrupted by the doctor who was examining poor Valentina "Please I need to be able to concentrate, so please keep the voices down or better yet, excuse me." "Doctor I implore you to do your job, because I am not leaving her for anything... Is that clear? Does it bother you?" Ryan asked and the doctor shivered and shook his head signifying a "NO".

she greets standing by the door. "Great punctuality, you may have a seat" he said still staring on his laptop. Shay smile knowing she made a good impression already so she might have the job. She pulled out the chair and sit opposite him. "So did you bring a résumé?" He asked shutting his laptop. "Yes sir right here" she said quickly taking it from her bag and hand it to him. She sit nervously while he scan through her résumé with an unreadable expression. "How old are you Miss Valentine?" He asked

The servant escorted the doctor to the guest room. -In the guest room The servant escorted the Doctor to Valen's room, "Doc, she is the woman Mr. Asher saved. Can I help you?" Asked the maid. The doctor checked Valen's condition and attached an IV to her. With various medical tools, the doctor cleaned several wounds and bullet scratches and put a bandage on her wrist. A few minutes later, Asher came to see the examination results. "Doc, what is his current condition?" Asked Asher as he approached Valen.

He also said I needed to stay in a good mood, be careful with my diet and medication, and take good care of myself. Next to the medical report were two plane tickets for a seven-day trip to Isvalia. I initially planned to tell her on Valentine's Day, so I could relax with her before the surgery. Now, that was no longer needed. Nancy rushed back with the first-aid kit and rifled through it a few times before stopping. "Where's the ointment? Did you…" She cut herself off halfway through. I caught the fleeting expression on her face—guilt mixed with a hint of unease.

Dennis, the same doctor whom Valen has known his whole life. “Whatever happens, he has to live. And you can never reveal to anyone that he's an omega. I want that erased from the files. Do you understand, Dennis?” Valen says. The doctor stares at Valen as if he had grown an extra head on his shoulder before he nods. “I understand, but I also understand that you need to get your wounds treated; it's detrimental to your health. I was informed you'd released lots of pheromones; it's surprising you're still standing. I can prescribe you a new dose.”

“No, no. I mean Ethan Black. Not Damien Black. Why the hell would Damien be getting married without telling me anyway?” I expected her to laugh with me. Instead, Blessing’s smile slowly faded. She stared at me with a serious expression, her eyebrows drawing together. “I’m serious, Lila,” she said carefully. “It’s Ethan. Dr. Ethan Black. He’s getting married today. The whole hospital has been buzzing about it since morning. Some of the senior doctors even left early to attend.” The laughter died in my throat. I stared at her, waiting for her to crack a smile and say she was joking. But her face remained completely serious.