Doctor Marrying A Doctor Novels & Stories

“You're the patient's husband, right?” “Yes,” I nodded eagerly. I caught the sudden shift in Jack's expression out of the corner of my eye before quickly correcting myself. “Fiancé, but we're getting married very soon,” I added with a tight, uneasy chuckle. The doctor's face remained entirely serious. “Can I have a word with you in my office alone, if you don't mind?” I couldn't tell if his words were truly grave or if my mind was just playing tricks on me because of his clinical tone, but my heart began hammering violently against my ribs.

She said. I breathed in relief and followed her in. She sat and gestured to a seat. "Please, have a seat." Without deliberating, I sat down and rested my sweaty palms on my thighs. "Doctor, the thing is..." I paused and swallowed. Would she understand if I didn't explain? My eyes drooped as thoughts swirled in my mind. "The thing is, I'm a 21-year-old little boy. But I'm married." I explained. The doctor raised a brow. "Oh? Congratulations on your marriage, Mr Julian. So, how can I help you?"

With a smile, I completed my sentence. “Just ask yourself Mayra exactly how many times you’ve cried after our marriage.” For few seconds his words started sounding cruel and true but the very next moment when he smirked after looking at my uneasiness, I felt a smile when I remembered the reason of marrying him. A doctor would never be able to hate his patient and here that doctor is wife too. “I better count that exactly how many times you have smiled after our marriage.” I said. His smirk instantly dropped down but instead a small smile curled up on the corner of his lips. His eyes lightens up and without saying anything, he walked out of the room.

"She's my wife." "Alright then, follow me." The doctor said his voice was calm. Robert trailed behind me as he led him to a passage and then stopped in front of a wooden door. He bolted the door open; the office was neat, and by the side held a wooden bookshelf with medical books lined. When they were both seated, the doctor took off his glasses and pressed his palms together. "Robert, firstly, congratulations on your marriage." He said it with a smile. They had a business relationship, and they weren't friends in the slightest.

"Doctor... where's my husband?" Something flickered across his face. The nurses behind him avoided my gaze. Neither of them met my eyes. My heartbeat quickened. Why were they acting like that? "Dr. John?" I pressed, my voice trembling. The doctor sighed heavily. For a brief moment, he pinched the bridge of his nose as though searching for the right words. Then he looked at me. "Mr. Parker left the hospital. He left shortly after I told him the result of the examination.”

I frowned as he averted his eyes. "Doctor Vina." Tita uttered. I stood up when the doctor approached. Even Arnaiz and I approached us to find out if the doctor had anything to say. She forced a smile. He looks kind but I don't know why there is something inside me that is not comfortable when I see him. Is there any wrong with her? Or maybe I have a problem with it? "I'm just here to check your vital signs. But you don't have to worry because just after a few days, he can be discharged."

she answered in a shaky voice and the doctor frowned deeply. "You gave me the impression you didn't have a partner! Do you realize what..." The doctor spun around in frustration as he realized the seriousness of the situation he had been put in. "Oh, Christ!" He took off his gloves and started towards Marcus. "We had no idea she's married. We wouldn't proceed with the procedure for now and I'd advise you both to talk about it and..." "Keep your silly explanations to yourself. Yes, it's her body, but she's my wife! I deserve to know" Marcus snapped at him. "And you," he pointed at Abigail, advancing towards the bed she was laid on.

He stared at Ruth. Ruth felt guilty under his imposing stare. Besides, he could not be blamed for this. She did not notice it herself. “We… We just got married. That’s why he doesn’t know,” she tried explaining to the doctor. But it only served to make the doctor even more displeased. “Really? You don’t need to pay attention to your wife’s health just because you’re a newly wedded couple? How could you let her come to the hospital alone? She must have been so nervous! Also, even if you just got married, you have to restrain yourself when she’s on medication. You can go back to your bedroom activities after she’s well again.”

The doctor muttered looking at the nurses beside him, “Doctor please bring the papers let me sign so the surgery can start please we are wasting time” “Nurse please leave us,” The doctor said to them as they bowed and left, “What's happening doctor why are they leaving what's going on?” “Sir” The doctor called holding my shoulder “What's wrong, doctor? What about my wife?” “I’m sorry sir, we tried our best but we lost her” “You….you….you did what?!” “We lost her sir!” “Doctor please tell me you're joking. Take me to my wife right now. I want to see her!” I yelled in pain holding the doctor by his shirt”

He must be getting senile if he had forgotten about Clarence. The doctor blurted in astonishment, "But when did you get married?" I was so stunned that I snapped, "What?" The doctor answered, "I've watched over you since you were a young girl. I had no idea you got married. Who's the lucky man?" I fell silent for a long while. Memories flooded my mind. I remembered how I was born; I was held by the doctor before me, cooing. He wasn't as old as he was. The terrible parents I had were replaced by a loving couple.