Doctors Novels & Stories

His brows furrowed in shock. “Is something wrong?” Dante asked. The doctor didn’t answer. He just kept his eyes focused on the monitor. “Doctor?” I called out this time. My voice was already shaking. “What is it?” He looked up slowly. “This isn’t just one baby…”

Chapter 74 The aged doctor huffed out. "I saw it in your medical file and also knew your health condition though I couldn't treat you earlier. The medical team which treats you briefed me about your status. I was in another country on account of business when I came to know about the mishap you faced. However I tried to finish it as fast as I could and came to you." "Business?" Scarlet eyed him doubtfully head to toe. The doctor corrected his glasses in reticence. "By business I meant a medical seminar which doctors attend every quarterly. But anyways I'm very happy to know you're been attended by the best medical team in the world because of the reputation yo

The doctors exchanged a glance, their expressions softening slightly with a hint of sympathy. “We’ll do everything we can to help you, but you need to promise us that you’ll take it easy, that you’ll prioritize your health above all else.” I nodded, feeling a sense of an all round tiredness in me. “I promise,” I said, my voice stronger this time. “I’ll do what I have to, to get better.” The doctors nodded in approval, their faces reflecting a mix of concern and encouragement. “Good,” the doctor in charge said, his tone firm but kind. “Now, get some rest. We’ll be monitoring your progress closely, and we’ll do everything we can t

I replied, a glimmer of hope returning to my voice. "That's good to hear," the doctor said, her words carrying genuine care and concern. She pressed a few buttons on the drip machine, adjusting the settings to ensure my comfort and well-being. As she prepared to leave the room, a sense of gratitude washed over me for the dedicated medical professionals who were there to support me during this challenging time.

Minutes later, a small team of doctors hurried into the room where a nurse had placed Rose in. These teams of doctors are usually known to be proud and self-important. It was very hard to get the attention of one of these doctors but they were summoned by a mere driver. They typically carried an air of superiority, and responding to a non-medical staff member felt beneath them. Yet here they were, their expressions carefully neutral as they examined the situation.

Ridge’s Pov “Where the fuck are the doctors?” I asked Roman as I walked back into the common room. The damn party had been interrupted and over, so everyone had either gone back home or to their respective chambers in here at the pack house. They knew we’ll not to cross me. Roman looked down at his phone, and then at me. “They both just arrived.” He said. I wondered why we had to wait two solid hours for the two doctors we had here in the pack, but then again, they were probably at work, which was why they couldn’t even make the party in the first place.

In order to prevent someone from getting sick suddenly, doctors with high degrees and experienced experiences live in the East Hospital and the South Hospital all the year round. In order to minimize the harm to the Edmend Black, Emma turned his head and ordered: "Purple, you arrange servants to invite doctors at home, please come over." In just ten minutes, all three doctors came to Edmend Black's door. Emma sat in a chair and swept her eyes on the faces of the three doctors. "Have the servants said the purpose where we invited you to come?" The three of them nodde

"It's okay, everyone makes mistakes. One day she will gonna forgive you just don't give up," "Yes, your right Vlahdy. By the way Vlahdy, I've been your doctor for eight years already but you never tell me about your family? Your mom, your dad or your younger siblings? I even wonder why you built this bookstore in this place wherein little people can find?"

Before I could fully rise, a doctor stepped forward and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Easy there,” he said calmly. “You need to rest. Both for your sake and the baby’s sake.” I froze. My heart skipped a beat. “Baby?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. “What do you mean baby?” The doctor exchanged a quick look with the nurse before turning back to me. His expression was serious but kind. “Your baby,” he replied. I stared at him like he had grown two heads. “I don’t have a baby.”

When we reach the medical center’s reception, he finally sets me down. "Go in. I’ll be right behind you," he says softly. I frown, but comply, pushing open the door and entering the large room. Five doctors—three men and two women—turn toward me with professional smiles. "Hi," I say awkwardly. "I fell earlier. Michael—the guy who helped me—said I should get checked out." "Then you’re in the right place," one of the male doctors says with a reassuring smile. "Come on, let’s have a look."