Dokter Cakep Novels & Stories

Felix said calmly. "Please, when can we do the surgery? How do we get someone to do it?” Elizabeth asked. “You were going to tell us about a doctor that can do this," Travis said. Felix nodded and responded, “Yes, the only doctor who from medical history has done this is Doctor…”

Pabulong na sagot naman ni Euphie sakaniya. “Lolo niya? Bakit? Paano?” naguguluhang tanong kaagad ni Jade sakaniya. “Basta. Saka ko na ikwe-kwento sayo!” at napatingin siya kay Claude at napangiti ng malaki. “Akalain mong magdo-doktor ka rin pala? Nice..” “Uhm.. Actually, nasa dugo na namin ang pagiging doktor eh. Tinutuloy ko lang.” sagot naman ni Claude.

She yelled and hurriedly went in. "Doc Melanie, you can't be here.." Doc Judy said. Actually the doctor attending to Dan was a very renowned doctor, an ex doctor in the hospital. He came immediately they notified him about Dan's condition and also he was Alfred's friend. "I'm a doctor too so I have the right to be here!" She yelled struggling with Doc Judy. Doc judy left her immediately she saw she was uncontrollable "Get me the cardiac defibrillator now! "I 2.. All clear...

I needed… me back. *** The next day, I found myself standing outside a small, discreet clinic tucked between two apartment buildings downtown. A white sign read: “Dr. Adrian Cole — Specialist in Women’s Health & Confidence.” My hands shook as I pushed the door open. The faint scent of vanilla and antiseptic hit me immediately, tangling with the memory of Ethan’s cologne, the lipstick, the betrayal. My stomach twisted. “Can I help you?” a receptionist asked, smiling warmly. “Yes… I have an appointment with Dr. Cole,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

April “Ms. Angel, my name is Doctor Koppler. I’m the head physician of the pack hospital. I will be leading the testing because of your amazing skill at curing even the complicated disease of the Beta Female if you are okay with it.” I cringe as I’m still not used to being the false surname we gave them. “Please, call me April, and yes, I’m okay with that,” I say with a smile as the doctor sits down on a round chair with wheels.

The man said cooly. "I just said I can help you. That's if you let me." "You aren't even a doctor by profession. See ma, this is not a club where women hook up with men and vice versa. This is a very serious company and if my bosses sees me having an unnecessary conversation, I'm getting fired." He said as politely as he could. Natasha felt slightly insulted. This man thought she's flirting with him, huh? "By the ways, I'm a doctor myself so trust me when I say my condition has no permanent cure. Will you excuse me, please?" One could tell the man is frustrated yet didn't want to walk away from her in a way that will look rude.

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

Catherine The people here have some basic medical training and one of them is a doctor. At least he is a doctor on paper, but he is so lazy and distracted I suspect he has bought his license. The other three men and women, who have basic medical education, have more knowledge and experience than Dr. Davies. That thought does not bring me comfort, but instead increases the feeling of dread hanging over me. Why would normal people with basic medical education have this enough medical knowledgement to assist in a surgery?

Just then, someone stepped forward from the crowd. "Isn’t this the doctor from yesterday, the one responsible for that botched surgery? I heard he caused his patient's death, and then committed suicide for fear of being punished. I suppose it's one life for another, but pity the victim’s family! The poor lady. So young, and already widowed by her husband's death..." Tears still streaking my face, I stood up and bowed deeply to the person who spoke.