Novel & Cerita Doctor-patient Romantic Relationship

All information was sent to Doctor Misha's clinic regularly, and she would give her feedback to the local doctor. The couple looked at each other, smiling. Liam said, "We would love that. We don't mind paying for your tickets and time. It's just that we have trusted you for this pregnancy and -" "And we love you!" Charlotte resumed. "To me, Doctor, our relationship has gone beyond doctor and patient. We consider you as our friend too." "Oh!" The doctor touched her chest, saying, "You got me teary-eyed." "Anyway, let's start," Doctor Misha proposed. She glided the ultrasound probe against Charlotte's belly.

"And for God sake stop calling me doctor Alex, just call me by name. Thanks to you I'm sure everyone in this store knows that I'm a doctor now." "But you are my boss, I'm supposed to call you doctor." "In the hospital, yes but we aren't in the hospital now so just call me Alex" I said. "So does that mean if we aren't in the hospital, you aren't my boss?" She asked. "Something like that." "If you aren't my boss outside the hospital then what's our relationship?" She asked and I paused a bit. "Friends" I answered and she smiled. "Nice being your friend Alex" she said and laughed.

"He? You didn't tell me the doctor was a he!" "Relax. He's a doctor" I shrug looking away with a smile on my face. Maybe pissing Scott off right now might just be a way to cheer him up. Odd right? I know. But that's how we operate. We're too delusional, yet we suffer so hard trying to hide it. "If you watched porns, you'd know there are an awful lot of Doctor-Patient sex thing going on these days" Scott beamed making me roll my head back and cover my ears with my hand.

"He does have a degree in psych,I don't want you to tell him because I don't want him to have a big head but I think is the best there is in town and he doesn't recognise it and he can make our work lot of money from being the kind of guy that he is he's got the hard for it but he is passionate about many things but one thing I do know for sure he is passionate about making people feel better ." "I also have a confession to make he was the first person that I told after we got married and he hasn't told anyone anything I guess I've got that doctor-patient confidentiality thing spills over to our friendship too because he has been such a wonderful person to me and he is a very person to me is

The sheer shock of his appearance temporarily wiped the resentment from my mind. ​The doctor looked past me, observing Dorian from head to toe, taking in the chaotic state of the powerful man before us. “May I know what your relationship is with the patient?” ​“He is my brother-in-law,” Dorian answered, his voice thick with a strange, heavy finality. “My sister’s husband.” “Okay. Come with me, Sir.” ​The doctor looked between the two of us and gave a firm nod. “I will run the necessary test to confirm compatibility and let you know immediately.”

"No disciplinary history. Highly respected among colleagues. Several consultants described him as one of the most promising young pediatric doctors they've worked with." Damon's jaw tightened ever so slightly. The investigator continued. "He has been pursuing Dr. Hart for quite some time." "I know." "It appears they have become considerably closer recently." Damon's eyes lifted. "What does that mean?" "I couldn't confirm the exact nature of their relationship. But…” He chose his words carefully"...multiple sources described them as inseparable over the past few weeks." Silence settled between them. Damon slowly leaned back in his chair. For reasons he refused to examine too closely.He dislik

“Amanda Petruva. I remember the first day we met. You were at the verge of death and then, my heart was cut. I saw you as a patient only, and I did everything to save you. Somehow, as you began to get better, we both began to feel something for each other. I mean, you're funny, pretty as hell even in that state. It was so easy to talk to you. All of a sudden I enjoyed coming for my shifts, anticipating seeing you and spending time with you. Sometimes I literally sat down, pretending to check one or two, meanwhile I just wanted to be with you.” “Gerald..” she let out an ugly cry. “I just wanted to hear you talk, hear you laugh. Soon you were set to leave, and although this sounds bad, I was f

I knew perfectly well they were trying to keep an eye on me, and honestly, that was exactly the effect I wanted. At 12:55 p.m., one of the staff members pointed to a seat by the window. “Dr. Lane, have a seat. If you need anything, let us know. We’ll come by periodically to check.” With that, they shut the door behind them. The moment the records room door slammed shut, I grabbed the doctor's code of conduct handbook from the desk and began reciting it at the top of my lungs. “Article One! Doctors must possess sound professional ethics and medical competency, uphold their principles, and fulfil the sacred duty of preventing illness, treating disease, saving lives, and protecting the health o

“I consented to this. I made him do it.” She ignored me, turning her gaze to Alexa. “Honey, that’s not how things work around here. There are professional rules, that must be followed. And one of those rules is that a doctor should never get romantically involved with a patient. If they were already a couple before, the doctor wouldn’t be allowed to treat them. It’s to avoid favoritism and emotional attachments in case anything goes wrong. What you two are doing is very bad, and I’m going to report it. Chandler is known for getting too close to his patients and colleagues, and once you’re discharged, he’ll move on to the next one.” Her words hit Alexa hard, and I could see the doubt flickeri

“Thank you, doc. I’ll see you again.” * * * * * * * * * * “Holy fucking shit! Ronan!” Ronan simply sighs when his long-time friend and co-doctor Kei enters his office slash clinic again without knocking on the door. The woman who he had just been making out with rushes to fix herself and when she finishes, she leaves with a last kiss for him. He’s ready for his friend’s scolding now. Kei, with his arms crossed on his chest, glares at him. “How many times do I have to tell you that making out with our patients’ relatives is not something you do in a hospital, Ronan?!”