Doctor-patient Romantic Relationship Novels & Stories

"Bad rumors? Who did you hear them from?" "From some of the medical staff and our colleagues," he said. My heart started pounding again, and I didn't want to continue. Because if I dig deeper, it will only backfire on me. However, there's no point in avoiding it. It's just part of my past, and they have no right to bring it up. "What did you hear?" I asked, holding back my anxiety. "Is it true that you had a romantic relationship with one of the doctors at the clinic eight years ago, which resulted in the doctor's wife committing suicide?"

I said, appreciating the transformation he had helped me achieve. "It's because you're a good patient too, Willow," he added with a friendly chuckle. As the days turned into months, my bond with Doctor Wolfe transcended that of a mere physician and patient. A genuine friendship blossomed between us, built on mutual trust and understanding. I shared my innermost fears and goals with him, and he reciprocated with steadfast encouragement during my huge transformation. Our friendship extended beyond the boundaries of a conventional doctor-patient relationship, and I cherished his presence as a reliable doctor and a true companion.

I lie. "Well, I have seen with my own eyes that the two of you are truly in love. I have seen the moment that he walked through that door, your eyes lit up. I do not care what the townspeople say. I know the two of you are truly in love. Make the best of it and don't let anybody take it away from you," the doctor says. "We will not, Doc. What we have is special. Nobody can break our bond," Damon says. HE hugs me and for a second I almost believed him.

I immediately wiped it with my hand and then looked at the doctor again. “She doesn't like me, and we're not married either.” I said that, he widened his eyes in shock. “Then what is your relationship with the patient?” he asked me, at the same time I drew a bitter and forced smile on my lips. “I'm her friend. We're good friends.” I replied to him while tears were constantly falling from my eyes. I tried to hold back my tears, but I couldn't seem to control myself, and I was so carried away by my emotions that I almost broke down in front of the doctor while he looked at me in surprise. He quietly handed me a tissue, that I immediately wiped away my tears.

"Never mind. So how's your relationship with Doctor Jared? Are you two close each other?" "Close enough. Sometimes we collaborate to treat multiple patients. Well... that's actually only the extent of our relationship. Never been closer personally.” "So?" "So what? You don't have to worry or be jealous, Doctor Jared was never be my lover." "It's just a one-sided love?" "What? You want to make fun of me for never being close to any man or even having a boyfriend?” "No. It never occurred to me to make fun of your love story. Why do you always think negatively of me?”

instead, he got a snub and distasteful look from Lucia. "Miss, I'll let the doctor attend to you for now," Ricardo said and was about to leave. "I told you not to leave me." Lucia flared up angrily. It almost seems they were about to have a couple's quarrel. The doctor noticed the passion in their words. He was sure ur wasn't just a bodyguard and boss relationship. They probably have an intimate relationship. he thought and smiled. Ricardo turned back and stared at Lucia, before leaving, he said.

Seeing the displeasure on Liam's face, I fell silent and reluctantly stepped inside. Every time we'd met before, he had been Josh's friend. He had always been polite and gentle, always calling me by name. Now, that identity had abruptly shifted—we were now doctor and patient. The change made me unbearably awkward. I lowered my head, too embarrassed to look at him. In the quiet consultation room, the only sound was the soft rustle of pages as he flipped through my medical file. Liam studied it for a long time before speaking. "The information in your file isn't detailed enough. I'll need to communicate directly with you about some more specific details."

Another nurse yelled and I stumbled backwards. “Prep for—you know what? I'm scrubbing in." “Dr Dominic, what's your relationship with the patient?" One of the attending a asked and I paused. “My sister in law." The words ripped out of me. No matter what you used to be, no matter how it killed me to say this, she was just my sister in law now. Maybe not for long. But now. "Noted. Which means you also can't scrub in. You have a close relationship with the patient and you look tense. Emotions might cloud your judgement so all you have to do is sit tight and wait. We'll do our best.”

“I actually came in today because I’m starting work here. I’m a cardiologist. I just transferred over from another hospital. Figured it was time to stop watching from the sidelines.” My eyes widened slightly. “You’re a doctor too?” He smiled. “Yeah. Runs in the family, I guess. Though Ethan and I have always been in different departments, so we don’t really cross paths much.” There was something in the way he said it that made me think he and Ethan really weren’t close at all. It wasn’t just distance — it felt like deliberate avoidance. Before I could respond, the door to the medication room opened again. Ethan walked in.

Everything had seemed to be going well until Darren stepped in through mg door this morning. “Can you at least promise me that you’ll be careful around him? I don’t know what it is but something feels off about him.” He grabs hold of my hand as he asks. “I promise.” I give his hand a squeeze. I thought Darren was odd as well. A doctor who openly communicates with a patients’ parents to pursue them while they are dying of cancer? It was not the ideal relationship and he was determined to have it anyways. The oddest part is why he would want to have it with me.