Doctor Wife Novels & Stories

“hello Mr. Bon-Hwa, am not surprised that you are the one married to this beautiful woman. She said with a broad smile. “Ya!” Rohan muttered in slight embarrassment, he did not expect that the woman would recognize him, he really wanted to show the world that Chin Cho is his wife, but it embarrasses him that his wife came to this kind of hospital, it would look like he purposely sent his wife to a cheap hospital. One thing he did not know is that this woman doctor is a hand gifted when it comes to maternal and child health. “So, Mr Bon-Hwa, I called you to know why you have not been having sex with your wife?”

I had to go see a gynecologist. My period was late again. I booked a specialist whose name sounded very feminine, Jessie Lloyd. Jessie seemed pretty popular. I was number 35. On the day of the appointment, I sat in the waiting area, scrolling my phone screen now and then, occasionally glancing up to check the queue. Then, I noticed something strange. Why did every woman coming out of the consultation room look so radiant, no matter her age? Jessie had to be insanely good. That was what I thought.

My husband, Leo Cartman, liked to consult AI for any illness. When our daughter, Holly Cartman, caught a high fever, he refused to take her to the hospital or let her take medicine, arguing, "AI says that taking too much medicine will lead to immunity against medication. It's just a cold—she will live." It was only after I returned from my business trip that I saw that Holly didn't look right and promptly rushed her to the hospital, sparing her from the worst. Then, when I had appendicitis in the dead of night, I woke him to take me to the hospital, only for him to calmly reach for his phone and consult AI. "AI says that stomach pains might not be appendicitis—it could just be bad food.

My head ached at the irritating beeping sound that kept coming from the computer. Soon enough, the door swung open, and a middle-aged doctor walked into the room with a warm smile. "Mr Wilson," he greeted. "Check his vitals again." The nurse came around and began to do her job while I gave the doctor a cold stare. "Where is my wife?" I snapped. My voice came out croacky and husky. The doctor turned to me with piercing eyes. "Which one of them, please?" My brows furrowed in annoyance. "How many wives am I married to? I'm speaking of -"

She rushed in and caught sight of me thrashing and trying to get off the exam table. "What are you embarrassed about?" she snapped. "To a doctor, gender doesn't matter. They're just here to help you!" Then, she hurried forward and pinned me in place. "Dr. Hayes, examine her now!" "I want a different doctor!" I shouted, my voice hoarse. My mom shot back, "Do you know how hard it is to get an appointment here? I spent three days glued to my phone just to secure this slot, and now you want to leave?"

She inquired. "Yep." "What kind of ailment? Tell him to share his medical records with me; maybe I can help him..." Shawn suddenly looked at her, chuckling in frustration, "Dr. Jones, you're an orthopedic doctor, not a specialist in male health." Can she please remember she's a doctor while also maintaining the awareness of a married woman? She already mentioned that there's an ailment! How can a female doctor chase after a man to check his male health?

After waiting for about half an hour, it's their turn and they enter the doctor's cabin and on her gesture, they sit on the chairs placed on another side in front of the doctor. "So tell me What's the problem?", The doctor whose name is Dr. Anita Shah asks with a smile. The doctor and he already know each other. "Doctor, Actually my wife had vomited yesterday. Please check her thoroughly and check if there is any problem with her?", He says in a worried tone. "Has this happened to you before?", Anita asks seriously.

my mom said gently. I nodded slowly. “I’ll be right there.” Each step toward the office felt heavier than the last. Like I was walking toward something I didn’t want to hear—but knew I had to. “Shut the door, son,” the doctor said once I stepped inside. I did, then sat down across from him, my hands clenched so tight they were starting to ache. “So… about your wife,” he began. My chest tightened instantly. “She’s in a deep coma.” The words hit like a punch to the gut.

Doctor was trying to talk silently. “Doctor, it can be a while I came to the hospital for checkup but I’m using my medicines once in a while. I’m getting them and using them. Moreover, I have already had two daughters, that even very soon they will make me grandpa. So, that’s why I don’t bother” Maya’s father said. “If you don’t bother, your new wife is bothered. She is a young woman” the Doctor said. “She is, you’re right. But, I’m telling her not to. Wait, how did you know that my wife is bothered?” He just sense to what the Doctor said.

We eventually reached the doctor’s office and an old woman sat in the chair. “Mr. and Mrs. Silvermane, I am so pleased to have you as my patient”. She said in a soft yet professional tone. I could tell she was very qualified in women’s and children’s health by all the plaques that lined her walls. “I am Doctor Shelly Michael’s” she said, whilst reaching her hand out to shake our hands. We both did and soon she gestured for us to follow her. She led us to a room where there was an examination bed and a sonar machine.