Doctor Sleep Novels & Stories

“I couldn't laugh, because my head was aching. Lindsay can be so dramatic, I can't stop loving her. A slight knock came from the door, and a young doctor came in putting on a white coat. I checked if his name was imprinted on his coat, yes, it was. ‘Dr Asher’. What's up with me and checking out their names! Silly! “Miss Sophia, you will be discharged tomorrow, your bill has been settled, and you've been asked to stay away from work for at least two weeks.” The young doctor said, trying to make sure I understood him. He was about to leave, when I called his attention back, I managed to sit up, but he gestured to me to stop trying. “Dr Asher, can I know who brought me here, and also who settle

At least for an hour, and after that, he went to rest in his room. After that, Dylan stopped me in my tracks. I was with him in the study, and on the desk lay several case files he was handling. “I’ve contacted that doctor, Sandra. But, he’ll only arrive here in a week.” “Really?” I replied in a raised voice, my eyes widening. The news about that remarkable doctor made me so happy. I had heard he was a doctor with an extremely tight schedule and very selective. Even if someone offered him a large sum of money, if he didn’t want to take the case, he simply wouldn’t.

the assistant said cheerfully. “Good morning,” Sophia replied with a bright smile. Her assistant followed her to her office, placing the bag on the desk before stepping back. “Your schedule for today is already set. Do you want me to bring you some coffee before you start?” Sophia shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Thank you.” With that, she took a deep breath and got ready for her daily routine. As a doctor, her mornings were always busy. She started her day by attending to new patients. She moved from one consultation room to another, listening to their symptoms, examining them, and prescribing the right treatments.

Clara looked surprised but answered immediately. “Oh—Dr. Joshua. Dr. Joshua Harding. He’s been the family doctor for years. He works at St. Catherine Medical Center, Upper East Side, New York.” A prestigious hospital. Of course it would be. Damian didn’t do anything small. Selene placed a hand on her forehead, pretending to waver. “I see… well, I haven’t been myself lately. Dizzy spells, weakness… and since my own doctor is out of town, I thought I should see someone reliable.”

she whined. That night, I could barely sleep. The thought of being a father, the fear of being found kept me awake. Sophia lay in my arms, her head on my shoulders, and she slept calmly. The next day, we went to the doctor’s clinic. It was not far from the apartment. The short small woman was waiting for us outside the clinic. “Hello,” she shook my hand firmly. “Dr. Sarah Martinez.” She looked at Sophia. “Let's take you in,” she said, holding Sophia's hands. I followed the two women inside, and we got to her office.

he teases. I've taken another bite, and I need to swallow and take a drink of water before I can answer. "Does Dr. Santos have an actual office?" I admit the doctor was kind, I just can't help thinking that he removes bullets and things like that so the authorities don't find out. Moon surprises me with his answer. "He's a pediatric oncologist and works at the children's hospital." If I'd taken another bite, I'd have choked. "You're serious."

Not to mention the shock that hit him, another doctor seemed to come out of the emergency room and immediately approached and greeted him. "Are you Mrs Sophia's husband?" asked the doctor. Still in a state of shock, Tristan tried to nod. Justify the questions put to him. "That's right, I am her husband." "Then introduce me, I'm Doctor Hansel Cristian. I'm an Obyginist or obstetrician who has been treating and supervising your wife. Can I have a minute for the two of us to talk in my room?" Without saying much, Tristan complied when he was led to move to the room of the doctor who had invited him earlier. Once inside, he was immediately asked to sit down, then asked to listen to all the expla

It would be refreshing if we move to countryside more some days. “Sure sir. Please call me if you need anything” He says as I cut the call. When I was going back to i meet the doctor in the hallway. “How is Ms. Sophia doing?” The doctor ask me. “She is taking a nap. A nurse came in to change her drips" I replied him. “What? But I didn’t tell any nurse to do that" The doctor ask me in confusion. He is kidding right? “What the fuck are you saying? The nurse clearly told me that you told her to do that!” I said in a bit loud voice. Then realization hits us. Shit I should go back quickly!!

Foster stared deeply at her, not saying anything after. Sarah’s interrupted, “By chance. Or luck?” her voice sounded harsh, “Doctors don't work by chance or luck; they work with certainty.” She shared a look with Dr. Martin sitting by her side. Before she turned back to Sophia, “And worst of it all? She didn't give her consent.” Dr. Martin looked at a loss for a moment. It seemed he was stuck with words; he turned his gaze to Sophia. Sophia let out a dry laugh. Were these people listening at all?

“You could not have known.” “She was tired.” “She has been tired for weeks.” “I know, but this was different.” The doctor turned toward us. “Ms. Hart?” “Yes.” “I’m Dr. Reeves. I will be overseeing your mother’s care today.” “Okay.” He nodded. “Could we speak outside?” “No.” Sophie looked at me. The doctor hesitated. “I would prefer—” “No. Whatever you need to say, say it here.” His eyes moved toward Mum. I followed them.