Doctor-patient Romantic Relationship Novels & Stories

"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.”

"Tell me, what's wrong with you and Doctor Bermudez? Do you think I haven't noticed the viscosity of the way he looks at you?" "Stop your illusions, Arci. There are none of us. He's just ... He's just a friend of mine from the past. That's all." "You mean ... you've known each other before? But, are you really just friends? You haven't had a relationship?" He was curious, not content with what I said. "There was never an us. I was just sixteen when I met him, too young to be involved on a relationship. And also, chasing my dream is my priority that time. Not chasing love."

My lips instantly curved into a smile when I heard his name. "He went to his office," I simply answered. "Is he fine now?" She asked. "Not yet, but I will help him, as a psychiatrist, I need to help him," "You are a doctor Jordan, you should not fall in love with him," "Why not?" I faced her. She sat next to me and held my hand. "Doctors should not fall in love with their patients, I can sense that you are already into him, I can see it through your actions," She said.

“You're my girlfriend now. You have nothing to be worried about or ashamed of.” Ignoring George, I took several steps forward, but my legs felt like jelly. "Hi, Ziah," I said, my voice coming out in a hush. His stare was intense and cold as if I had betrayed him, which should be the other way around. He ignored me and fixed his eyes on George. ”Isn't it against your professional boundaries for a doctor to kiss his patients? Is that what you do with other pregnant women at the hospital?" George was standing beside me. His smile was small and tight. "That's such a childish thing to say, Ziah. I didn't force myself on Camilla; she consented to it. And I'm not just her doctor; we're together now

"What an arrogant doctor! We practically had to beg to see him, and after a few rushed words, he bolts without properly explaining anything!" A flicker of something dark passed through Retta's eyes, but she kept her tone calm and understanding. "Please try to see it from his perspective. He and his girlfriend haven't seen each other in months. Today was probably their only chance—" "Any man who's so obsessed with a woman that he ignores his responsibilities won't go far," the relative snapped. "A doctor prioritizing romance over patients? Where's the ethics in that?" With a final, bitter huff, they stormed off.

James. He has a way of invading every corner of my mind, and lately, it’s been harder and harder to push him out. Not that I want to. He’s become more than just a patient. He’s not just the man I’ve treated in the hospital or someone I’ve helped get through his health scare. He’s someone I’ve grown to care about deeply—someone I’ve opened my heart to, and someone I can’t seem to stop thinking about. But with those feelings comes an uncomfortable truth: I’m both his doctor and his partner. And that’s a role I never expected to be in.

When the doctor came in, the nurse stood against the far wall like we were contagious, for God's sake. "Hello, I'm Doctor Dorothy Sturgis and I'll be delivering your baby unless I'm on vacation when the baby comes due. How are you feeling today?" "Fine, Doctor. Doing well." "Taking care of yourself and the baby?" "Yes." "My nurse tells me you folks have an unconventional relationship." She glanced quickly at Lisa. "Yes, this is my husband, Scott, and our mutual lover, Lisa McManus." "Scott, Lisa," Doctor Sturgis said. "Good to meet you. How's this working out for you?"

he added. "What do you mean, doctor?" Clara asked. "Look at me, Clara, am I less handsome than Joe?" he joked, forcing Clara to look at him. Clara remained silent. "I'm a doctor, and I've never been married! My flaw, I just never attended gossip events because I never had a relationship with a model!" he joked. "Does the doctor want to have a relationship with a model, to go viral?" Clara teased. "No! I'm more interested in having a relationship with you!" he replied. Looking at Clara with a warm and deep gaze.

"That would be all today. You did a very good job again today, ma'am. You're a strong woman." "Thank you, Doctor." She replied as he carried her back to her bed. Raine watched the exchange with a smile. The reason why Dane is so great at his job was that he's a very caring and passionate man. He takes great care of his patients. Over the years, a lot of his female patients had fallen in love with him because of the way he was with them when they were under his care but he never dated any one of them or even slept with them. "It gets more complicated that way." He'd always say. She doesn't know why he pushes them away and she's always glad that he does.

“I already explained to you all what this disease meant. Her lungs have collapsed, robbing her of the ability to breathe. It is at stage four, and as you saw, she does not have much time left. The only thing that is keeping her is the machine, and as soon as we turn it off, Kathy will no longer be with us.” Pain was evident in his face as he spoke. And again, I had that feeling that he and Kathy might have a relationship that was more than doctor and patient. Who was he to her? Was he a man from her past? Was this why he could accuse us of knowing nothing about her? “What relationship do you have with Kathy?” I asked abruptly. The doctor’s eyes snapped to my face. “Your relationship seems mo