Doctor Mario Smash Novels & Stories

Mario runs inside the house. "Hey, be careful!" Morgan warns. After a few seconds, Mario returns with a phone in his hand. "Look. This is Dr Simon Hawk." "It's him?" "Yes. He is known as a Miracle doctor. So young and handsome. Isn't he amazing?" "Yes. Amazing." Morgan grins stiffly. "Morgan, you know him, right?" Mrs Heirden asks. Morgan sits on the wooden old bench and sighs. "Yeah. He is Samantha's closest friend."

the doctor blurted out. I could help but gasped out as I almost fell but Mario was fast to hold me from behind, this wasn't fair at all. I could see the rage in Nico eyes as he glare at the doctor, one could see the poor man already shaking in fear it's a surprise he haven't urinated in his pznt due to how he was shaking.

He smiled slightly and replied, "As you've said, I'm a friend of the Warrior League." He walked over to Edward and bent down to examine him. Edward's eyes were tightly shut. "I don't see the point in this." A white-haired old man in a long black robe scoffed disdainfully. "Based on his injuries, there's no hope for Edward. There's no reason to let a young man look at him again. It's nothing but disrespect to the dead." This man was Maxwell Wainwright, and he was known as the Phantom Doctor. Everyone in the martial arts community had heard of his name.

A slight knock on my door made me flinch. I turned, and the door opened, revealing a worried-looking Mario. The look on his face made my heart pick up as I thought the worst. "Mario," "Evelyn," he said, walking forward but slowly. "How is he....?" "How are you?" We both asked in unison. I lowered my gaze and bit my lips. "He is fine. The doctor said he was stable. Hopefully he will wake up soon," I nodded, looking at him. "That's good to hear."

Dorothy was even more puzzled and she asked, “You’re the one producing this medication and you don’t know where this prescription has originated from yourself?” Liam replied seriously, “Our boss was the one who had come up with this prescription.” “Your boss?” Dorothy asked in surprise, “Is your boss a doctor?” Liam was filled with admiration and respect as he said, “Our boss is the True Dragon in this world. He could be considered the current Terrence Hamms, who is a famous doctor in the ancient times!” “Pfft!” Dorothy replied disdainfully, “Stop bragging in front of me. What True Dragon and the current Terrence Hamms? Is there really someone who actually dares to think that he is worthy of

She didn't even understand what was going on in her house again! The mysterious doctor dropped his suitcase on the bed and took out what he needed to check her and fix her swollen face.. With a closer look at the doctor's face, Jasmine recognized the man in the doctor's uniform. He was a famous doctor in New York, Doctor Samuel Smith! A psychologist and brain surgeon at the renowned hospital Drew hole,

That's Mario's voice. "Don't fucking come here to make any trouble." I said to him without looking at him. "I am not. I promise, I am not." He vowed. "Coffee?" Lev asked. "Shut the fuck up!" I almost yelled. "Shut up!" Mario said to him. "She is going to be fine. She is a strong and agile woman. She will survive it." Mario consoled me and I almost looked at him. Is he high? He is talking to me, not any other person.

Sigmund signals a colleague and he runs toward the elevator with the medical team. The doctor Sigmund ordered was a black man with white hair and glasses, Doctor Felix White, his name tag says. Alongside him is a blonde nurse. "Mr. De Marchi," he started. "Let's go." I oblige. The earlier this is treated the faster I can see Mari. "She'll be fine, Mr. De Marchi, I assure you," the doctor promised as we walked towards the elevator. "Isn't it forbidden to make promises in your line of work, doc?" I pointed as I waited.

I implored. “Smith has not arrived yet, he will explain everything to you. For my part, I can inform you that he is recovering well from the injury, and I am very surprised that he is progressing quickly” "I'm glad to hear it, it's comforting news." "Miss Lombardi" they called me. I turned around finding another man in a white coat, but younger than Marc. I nodded without recognizing him, I looked at Evanson. “He's the doctor who handles Ismail's case” He approached, offering me a hand, which I accepted receiving a careful shake.

Being there was torture to him. "So, are we just going to stare at each other, or are we going to talk?" "What's there to talk about?" Mario shrugged, rolling his eyes as he looked away. "So, are you going to sit there and claim that you're actually alright, Detective?" "I'm peachy, Doc," he smiled. She smiled as well, and sighed softly. "I'm not going to claim to know what you're dealing with." "You're absolutely right about that, Dr Lindsey. You've got no idea!" Mario responded.