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“You already played Nurse Ratchet when you shot him in the butt with a nail gun and you owe him big time.” “He said that? Haul him to the morgue. He’ll need funeral arrangements, not medical care when I get finished with him.” The doctor chuckled and rummaged in his coat pocket for a sheet of paper. “My home phone number is at the top. Call me if you need anything.” “Your wife doesn’t mind?” “My wife is used to it, although human patients are a novelty. This late in her pregnancy she can’t sleep. Which means I don’t sleep.”

He asked, still standing I gestured to him to seat because we can't have this discussion while standing. "What's wrong with my wife?" The question shocked the doctor because he had to take off his glasses, like that enabled him process the question better. "She's fine and should be discharged by tonight." "That doesn't answer my question because if she is fine just like you said, why is she finding it difficult to recognise me but remembers who everyone is to her?" I raged as I explained my predicament to the doctor who still seemed lost by my outburst.

I had heard rumors about a beautiful female doctor in our hospital's urology department named Jade Clemens. It was said her face had an angelic innocence, yet her figure sparked imagination. Many male doctors were eager to meet her; some even went directly to the urology clinic to register as her patients. The doctors from the anesthesiology department where I worked often mentioned her, joking that they would make appointments with her someday to get a "thorough examination". I told them not to go too far and to respect her profession, but they replied, "The lady herself doesn't mind, so why are you so concerned?"

I can't bear to see him in pain. He kisses my forehead his thumb brushing over my cheek. “I love you so much just know whenever you need me I'll always be there. Take care of yourself and my brother.” He walks out the door just as the doctor gets in and it takes all of me not to break down. She wears a pink gown like those from OB and I can tell she is from gynecology. “I heard your in pain,” she says her voice soft. I look away. “It has disappeared.”

I joked. She giggled again. “If you are one of his patients, then I’m glad that you haven’t needed to see a doctor in a while. You might have ended up with me. And then I’d have to say no. But for future appointments, I’m not the only one working in his practice anymore. He took on another colleague while I was still in Med school. His name is doctor Albert Wiley, and I could still go on a date with you even if you were Dr. Wiley’s patient.”

he gave a simple nod then he looked at Zack and gently caressed his face. "What happened baby? We were together every day but why did it happen like this? " he took a deep breath when the doctor spoke. "Your must be the wife?" he gave a simple nod. "I have a lot of questions to ask you Mrs. " "Moore" he answered the doctor's question. "Im Doctor Kian Fugo, So Mrs. Moore can you answer me honestly as what you only observe to your husband since this fast few months? Or years?" he nodded to the doctor so the doctor looked at the Card Envelope he was holding.

She wouldn’t have survived if it weren’t for the doctor’s intervention. “Doctor, how is my wife?” Seno asked as he approached the doctor but the doctor seemed to reluctanlty answer that question. “Calm down, sir. Your wife is currently in recovery. The critical situation has been managed. There’s no need for concern,” the doctor explained, his expression clearly sour. It seemed the doctor wasn’t pleased with Seno’s presence.

The doctor said softly. Then Jace went to the door and opened it. Bowing to him slightly. The Doctor walked in. He used a stereoscope to check my heart. Then he brought out the file. “So you have a sperm Blockage surgery?” Jace chuckled, and I glared at him. “How old are you?” The doctor asked, annoyed. I smiled. “I just don't want my wife to suffer childbirth for now.” The Doctor smiled. “Oh…Is that pretty Lady Alessa? She is your wife?” He asked with a smile.

the doctor said, his tone authoritative. Edward followed the doctor into a nearby office. The doctor closed the door and turned to face him, his expression stern. "Mr. Edward, I must express my concern. It's clear that your wife has been under a significant amount of stress. This situation could have been prevented with proper care and attention." Edward's face flushed with guilt and frustration. "I... I didn't realize things had gotten this bad. I thought she was handling everything well." "Pregnancy is a delicate time, especially in the early stages. Stress and physical strain can have severe consequences. You need to prioritize her well-being and ensure she's not exposed to any unnecessar

“I told you that I’m fine. I don’t know why you’re don’t all of these for just a small injury.” The doctor stopped flipping and frowned at the chart. “Hm.” Shane raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong?” “No,” the doctor said slowly. “Just… a note here I hadn’t seen earlier.” I stood, now curious. “What is it?” The doctor looked up at me. “Who are you, ma’am?” “Oh,” I smiled and stretched out my hand. “I’m Lucy Wilson, his wife.” The doctor nodded. “Anyways, the note here says that you’re the brother of a Dwayne.”