Doctor Stranger Quotes Novels & Stories

I sat down on the sofa and waited for the doctor to arrive. "How are you, Mr. Hamilton?" the doctor asked me, as he walked into the room. "Good," I replied curtly. "You still don't like therapy?" he asked me, with a hint of a smile. "I don't need therapy. I'm perfectly fine," I said, my frustration growing. The doctor sighed. "Let's just say that you're fine, but it wouldn't hurt to open up to me," he said. "Why should I? You're a stranger," I said, feeling defensive.

At this time, Socrates's expression changed drastically, and he yelled at the general manager, Sam, "You’re crossing the line! Sterling Technology is so arrogant and domineering. How could you not respect us?” Sam was stunned, "Mr. Socrates, I don't quite understand what you mean." "You don't understand? Haha, who doesn't know that this is the second test? Do you really think we are idiots?" Socrates patted his chest. "I am the best doctor in the world, and I’ve been entrusted by a friend to treat Nelson. It is his honor for me to come treat him. There are so many people around the world who beg me to treat them, but I turn them all down.

“You all can stop thanking me. I’m a doctor. Noticing illness and injury is part of my job. Though it has been a few seconds since I brought up that I’m a doctor. I can see how you could forget.” “You better wear a name tag that says Dr. Jones on it or something.” “I’ll add in MD and the fact that I’m a surgeon. I don’t want people thinking I just have a lowly PhD or something.” I laugh and move to the window, looking down at the street far below. I won’t be able to see Jim walking in, but it’s still interesting to stop and people watch from this far up. “We can’t have that, now, can we? Are you almost here?” “Impatient?”

I am so dumb. The doctor asked if he is taking the medication in time. Alexander scowled and replied that he didn’t like that medicines. No one would. He even asked the doctor to change them. The doctor doesn’t seem to irritated by his behaviour. He might have got habituate to him in the mean time. It should be me who have to ask all those things. I heard him explaining about his wounds, the side effects of medicines and the headache of taking them. He strictly said no when the doctor advised to see a therapist. “I have a therapist of my own.” He snapped bluntly. “She will be back anytime soon.”

And now, she was lying in a hospital bed, fighting to stay alive. A deep sigh snapped me back to reality. “All done,” the doctor said in a flat, professional tone. He pulled the needle out and pressed a cotton swab to my arm. I barely acknowledged him. He stared at me for a beat before clicking his tongue. “Wow. No ‘thank you, doctor’? Then He sighed dramatically. “Man, tough crowd.” I looked up at him sharply, frowning. Was this guy serious? That serious Doctor just dropped street slang.. He smirked, shaking his head. “Fine, fine. I gotta you now, let's pray it’s a match bro.”

, Alex promised. ......... " How is my mother is doing? Is there any improvement in her health? ", Alex asked to doctor. " Mr..... Williams there is no improvement in her health. It's getting worse ", the doctor informed. " Then what the hell are you doing bastard? Am I paying you for free? ", Alex squeezed the throat of a doctor. " Please! Help....", the doctor begged for his life. Alex leaves his throat, the doctor coughed and asked, " I am a doctor, not god! I am already giving my best. If you want better results then admit her to mental asylum ".

I didn't doubt him because I remembered that I mind-linked to Lilian before I fell unconscious. "As of today, you need to watch what you eat and drink. You need to be extremely careful so both of us will be fine," he added. Even though I was confused, I kept quiet and ignored his statement. "What happened to me?" I asked and sat up on the bed properly. He hung the stethoscope in his left hand on his neck and smiled at me. "Congratulations, my lady," What happened to the doctor? When did he become a comedian? "Answer my question and stop playing around," I said coldly.

He said, turning to the doctor. “But why though?” The doctor asked the men. “Well, there’s a thing with you doctors. The moment you all say something along the lines of “we tried our best, but-”, then it is always bad news that comes right after.’ Beta Richard replied and Councillor Maxwell nodded in agreement. “Well, I would never make a joke out of someone's life.” He affirmed. Veronica, who had been silent all the while, thanking the moon goddess in her heart for saving Steve's life, spoke up.

The doctor advises. "You are so useless, you cannot even make her regain consciousness." The man asked angrily. The doctor bit his lower lips, but he did not say anything. He really hated when someone insulted his profession. But with a gun, if he misspoke, they might kill him instantly, and he would not even know when or how he died. "You should leave since you are so useless," The man said. Please, I have done everything you asked me to do. Can you let me go now?" The doctor asked him. He guessed he was the leader because he saw that those outside were listening to his order without arguing.

"I cannot understand what you are feeling right now, but you are not a murderer. I know people consider doctors as gods and in some ways they are. But they can't be a godly god. You tried your best, and didn't you said, that life and death are in the hands of god? You are no one to blame. Please don't feel guilty. " I say, my voice trembling and tears falling from my eyes. He pulled away and peered at me through his wet lashes. "You are not a bad doctor, you will get through this". I say. "You are a fucking genius, Agastya. You don't get to be sad, after all you are my babysitter" I joked.