Romans & histoires Doctors Crush Drama

It might affect his career. "But did I have to do this? Isn't there any other way?" he asked a little hesitantly. His profession as a doctor indeed prohibited him from lying about his patients' conditions. But if it were for a good cause and based on the orders of the patient herself, his desire to help would also come into play. "Mrs. Daphne only wants them to accept the arranged marriage. They are both too stubborn. By saying that Madame Daphne collapsed and was hospitalized, it might have had an impact on their psychological state." Sofia explained softly. Making sure the Doctor understood her words.

I watched the doctors and nurses move around me with their faces obscured by their masks and face shields. The doctors huddled together in hushed conversations, but I couldn't understand them. Their language sounded foreign to me, some sort of medical jargon that went on in my ears, but I noticed they exchanged worried glances. I felt like I was the object of attention. Like some sort of specimen on exhibit. Then we heard a loud, high-pitched scream echo from outside the theater. The doctors' heads snapped, and about four of them rushed out the door. My heart raced with fear. Something was happening because the screams intensified. Was the hospital on fire?

The pale walls, the sterile scent, and the distant hum of life-saving machines weighed heavily on everyone's nerves. Sophia continued to fidget, her worry and anxiety intensifying as each moment passed. Her leg bounced restlessly, a testament to the storm of emotions raging within her. The silence hung in the air, broken only by hushed conversations. Then, finally, the heavy door leading to the emergency room swung open, and a doctor clad in white stepped out, the gravitas of the situation etched into his weary features. Sophia's heart leaped into her throat as she rose from her chair, her eyes locked on the doctor.

Chris was examined by three more doctors and they had the same result. Chris knew there had been some sort o sabotage. Doctor Thompson wasn’t one to make a mistake like that. He had been a medical practitioners for years and was one of the best doctors in the country. Thompson had confessed to him about his hand in his unexplained collapses. The doctor confessed that he had been paid by Chase to give Chris a fake diabetes diagnosis and give him beta blockers that instead disrupted his nervous system, resulting in his collapses. The plan was that he would eventually suffer from cardiac arrest and die.

Drew rushed forward to support me, but I shoved him away with my uninjured arm. ​“Move!” ​I ripped the IV line straight out of my hand, blood immediately welling from the puncture. I grabbed the edge of the bedside table, my vision blurring into a haze, yet I forced myself to stand. The stitches in my back felt like they were tearing open one by one. ​The door flew open, and the 25-year-old prodigious doctor, also the owner of this hospital, stormed in with two nurses, glaring at me. Drake Montrose, The Mafia’s Doctor.

"The question is who are you hiding from that scared you badly enough to fake your own death?" My mouth opened. Closed. No words came. "Frank!" Dr. Rosabella's shout shattered the moment. "Marco's crashing! He was stable and then his blood pressure dropped." He released me instantly. "Stabilize him." I rushed through the OR doors, adrenaline spiking, every nerve screaming, because whatever danger I was in, a man was dying. And despite everything, I was still a doctor. Everything else could wait.

After examining the wound, the doctor said as he threw the gloves into the dustbin and wrote some drug names down. “We are not dating, ” Valerie explained to the doctor. She could not lose any possibility of bumping into a hot doctor here just because he said they were dating. “Is her knees okay? Does she need crutches to walk?” His paranoid attitude got the best of him. The doctor chuckled at the romance between the two of them. One denying they were not in a relationship and one indirectly saying they were. What a confused couple! “Crutches? I can walk very properly, Mr. Man.”

, Carlotta questioned the doctor gripping his palm He shook his head, " come with me " Carlotta followed the doctor quietly to the ward where Diego was laid, she couldn't believe her husband who left healthy is lying lifelessly on the hospital bed " So how did this happen ? I'm still shocked ", she broke out in tears The doctor left with her out of the ward to his office He offered her seat opposite him " He was hit by a truck that loosed it control on the road…and according to people, it happened after he stepped down from the cab ", the doctor narrated to her hearing

After my wife, April Carter, gives birth to my child, I'm forced to quit my job and become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Before long, I spiral into severe depression. Countless times, I press a knife to my wrist, only for her to desperately throw her arms around me as I break down in hysterics. "Don't do this! Think about the baby and me! We're right here with you!" My brother, Lucas Getz, and my best buddy, Thomas Balfour, each grab a knife and press it against their own wrists. "If you want to die, we'll die with you," they declare. "Are two lives enough for you?" After that day, I fully commit to my treatment, determined not to let anyone else get hurt because of me. But just when I

His grip on the doctor’s throat tightened even more, cutting off his air. The doctor’s face turned red, his eyes wide with terror as he struggled to break free. “You couldn’t even save her,” Caspian spat, his voice dripping with disgust. “And you call yourself a doctor?” Dominic, seeing the fury in Caspian’s eyes and knowing that if things went any further, the doctor’s life would be over—and Caspian's as well—rushed forward. His heart pounded as he grabbed Caspian’s arm, trying to pry his hand away.