Doctor Mania Novels & Stories

“Parents who raise someone like that can’t be any better!” Dr. Hamilton, who was helped forward by a few people, cleared his throat and said, “I’ve practiced medicine for over forty years. I would never falsify records. I personally reviewed this document. Milo was indeed in the dispensing room at the time. I saw him with my own eyes.” Suddenly, a male doctor in a white coat rushed forward. He grabbed my mom by the hair and slammed her head against a nearby bulletin board. She screamed as blood immediately began seeping from her forehead.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CARTER'S POV I got to the doctor's office and didn't bother to knock. Leonard who was walking fast behind me was the one who closed the door behind us. I knew I was being rude but the matter at hand made me forget all my manners. The doctor who is a middle-aged man, was shocked to see me barge into his office that he immediately stood up from his seat. "How can I help you, Mr. Sanchez?" "You have alot to do for me, Doctor James." "Like what sir?" He asked, still standing

"I understand, sir. I will ensure that the chosen doctor is not only qualified but also trustworthy, someone who can provide the care and protection Lotus needs." Days turned into nights, and I eagerly awaited Damon's return with news of our new physician. Finally, the moment arrived. Damon entered my office, a glimmer of excitement dancing in his eyes as he led the way for the doctor who would assume this crucial role. I observed the newcomer closely as he strode confidently into the room. Tall and well-built, he exuded an air of professionalism and self-assurance. Damon introduced him as Dr. Julian Hartman, his words carrying a sense of reverence for the esteemed physician. I noticed his o

Shouldn’t he have the solution to such a tiny matter? Doctor Rene could not tolerate his straight piercing gaze and lowered his gaze. Yohan Dixon came to him and the doctor shuddered. “ I want her treated anyhow otherwise I will be the only reason for the quit of your career." It was the original Yohan Dixon whose personality resembled with mafia head. The doctor’s throat dried when he heard such a warning. “Mr Dixon, forgive me. I currently am in research on how to deal with such a disease. I will find a way to cure it. Till then, she will be under observation.”

And I am a fan of one night stands. My parents and ex boyfriend thinks I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive. It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that, they might be right. So my best friend, Silver, introduced someone to me—A sex doctor . Marcus Morris She says he is my last hope. My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac? Well flip through this pages and read the story of my life. The shades of Ann...

I noticed he was trying to hold his anger, making me wonder what I did wrong… “ Madam, if you are having issues with your husband and want to punish him by wasting that amount of money, there are lots of ways to do it.” “ What?” ‘cause I didn’t understand him at all! “ Do you think I’m that free?” he said coldly. I wouldn’t lie, I felt the chill. Shouldn’t a doctor be friendly? Why was this man so menacing? He looked cute and scary at the same time. “ What are you talking about, doctor?”

“The news is that nine out of ten reports in the city’s famous newspaper are accurate, could it be that they are spreading nonsense about Manuel’s reputation?” Manuel fell silent upon hearing this, he did not refute her polite words. He changed the subject. “Oh, what are your names? Can we get to know each other? Can I have your phone number?” “Manuel is straightforward, I am a doctor who spends all day with patients and has no time to look at my phone, it is useless for you to ask for my phone number, and for this friend of mine, her husband will not allow her to give her phone number to strangers.”

"So tragic! Who wouldn't break down emotionally in public when their loved one's life is at risk? It's all life's pressures!" "Thankfully, she was brought to Divine Sanctum immediately! The doctors here are amazing, so there might still be hope!" "Not so fast! The costs here..." As the crowd whispered amongst themselves, a stout man in a yellow overcoat, carrying a teapot, swaggered over. "What's all this noise about? I'm here!" he proclaimed. "It's Dr. Olson! He's the boss of Divine Sanctum and the best physician here! He's treated many powerful and wealthy people!"

But the brave doctor pressed on, unperturbed, “She needs REST. You understand what I mean?’ As the Boss's cold gray-blue eyes glittered, he went on bluntly, ‘No indulging in sexual activity with her for a month, tops!’ The Mafia Don had rocked on his heels, his hands thrust in his coat pocket, his mouth twisted in a parody of a smile as he observed the man standing before him speculatively. True, the doctor was on his payroll, he could fire the man right now, and make sure that he never held down another job except for shining shoes, in the future, despite his fancy degree. But the plucky little man had impressed the Don with his defiant stance.

the doctor said making the man clench his fist in fury. " You are being paid for everything then what bothering you to suggest this to me every single day? " the man asked the doctor. " Sir, this lady, has given up on hopes of living. We can't force her to wake her up when her soul doesn't want to wake up " the doctor explained. The man turned mad after hearing the doctor. With a set jaw, he said " you are a doctor, not a God. So, do your job rather than giving your prediction about her because if I come to do my prediction then I am promising you that wouldn't be going to be wise for you "