Doctor-patient Romantic Relationship Novels & Stories

“This is not the human world, Harper.” “You think I don’t know that?” She growls, glaring at me. “I’m a doctor, and my experience has taught me that if the patient doesn’t trust the doctor, even if the two of them force a ‘bond’, the treatment will eventually turn sour.” What the hell is she talking about? “I don’t think we need to continue this employer and employee relationship,” Harper says confidently. Her determined face fills my mind and something inside me cracks. It fissures then crumbles, crashing down inside me before it slowly begins to come back together.

"I mean, I could. People ask. But it feels weird when they only know Ethan Cross, the musician, not... me." "I haven't been on a date in two years," Damian admitted. "Being a doctor doesn't leave much time for a social life." "Four years," Lorenzo said. Everyone turned to stare at him. "Four years?" Sophia repeated. "Lorenzo, you're gorgeous and mysterious and—" "And my job involves things I can't talk about with civilian romantic partners," Lorenzo said simply. "It's complicated." They all looked at Alexander, who suddenly became very interested in his wine glass.

Emotions build in my chest, and I try to keep my tone levelled, to prevent waking up everyone. “Jude you are my patient. And you’re married.” Jude looks at me, as if I just landed a slap to his face. Realisation seems to sink in, and I wonder: did all of this really not occur to him? “You still haven’t answered my question, Dr.” His voice is suddenly low, and his eyes, dangerous. “I heard your reasons. But what are we?” I do my best to look him in the eye. Whatever growing feeling I’m having for him, I cut it off as I say. “We are a therapist and her patient. Nothing more.”

There was more to the doctor-and-patient relationship between them. She didn't have to put up an act with him, the way she did with others. Mrs Williams joined in the friendly banter until Rosaleen excused herself. She rubbed the nape of her neck and her eyes wandered around. " Do you think it'll go away soon?" she whispered. Dr Jake sighed softly and put back the papers where they were found. " In most cases like Rosaleen's, patients don't last long." Mrs Williams wrung her hands in the air, hope leaving her. They were in for the worst.

I took her by her hand and we walked side by side, earning different looks from the nurses and a few doctors. Not that they didn't know that she was my girlfriend but most of them wonder how I managed my job as a doctor and have a healthy relationship. For others it was envy. And for others, absolute jealousy. Opening the door to my office, I gestured for Sarah to enter first. She stepped in, her gaze wandering around the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. I followed closely behind, my heart beating a little faster, eager to in a more intimate setting with her. Adline turned to me, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Your space is still as cozy as ever, Dr. Gary."

He smiled bitterly, recalling some unpleasant memories. " You are drunk! Dr. Aaron!" she whispered listening to his words carefully. " We decided to stay together until we became a doctor. We studied together, we travelled together and we became doctors together. She is a gynaecologist and I am a Neurosurgeon. I thought we were moving forward with our passion and love. We are perfect for each other and we have each other by our side! But..." His eyes shift on her, Sophie who is leaning forward, staring at him with a comfort gaze.

. Paike. “Do you now,” I laughed at him. “Yeup,” he said with the biggest grin on his face. “So, another victim or are you adding to your photo collection,” Dr. Paike said laughing. Yes, Doctors can be assholes too, but it’d doesn’t make us bad Doctors. “Stay tuned in,” he said, then followed up with, “how’s your hand healing.” I looked at my hand that was still in a cast. I got this because Lara can’t seem to keep her legs closed, but I’ll save her from that kind of life and show her all she needs is me. “It’s healing,” I answered him. “So, she’s not into you,” he stated. I shook my head side to side. He has no idea what he is saying. “Lara and I are in a relationship,” I told him with a s

“Falling in love is not for doctors,” that’s one of the philosophies of one of my lecturers back in medical school. His reason? He said when a doctor falls deeply in love and got heartbroken because of the uncertainties of life, he or she might mistakenly give a patient the wrong treatment and even end up killing him. Though he used to say it as a joke, those words have always been a part of me, partially a philosophy that might be partly responsible for my approach to dating.

‘You surely don’t believe in any of that nonsense, do you? ‘No, of course not, but you are a doctor and spend a large proportion of your time with other medicos so it’s not unreasonable to assume you’ll end up in a relationship with one at some point. Most of my medical friends are hooked up with colleagues. Besides, who’s got the time to go anywhere else to meet someone?’ She gave him an embittered look. ‘I’ve had two relationships with doctors and both of them were disasters. My last one had an ex-girlfriend

She told him. "Hahahaha young love." The doctor laughed. "Wait for her…she will be back young man." He said, rubbing his mustache. He looked like he was in his fifties. "I used to be like that as well. But with time.. all the love wears out and it just becomes like you're living with a roommate. No sex.. no romance… no nothing." Ethan furrowed his brows. He wouldn't want Amelia and him to end up like that. "That will never be me." He said, glaring at the doctor.