Doutor Novels & Stories

Please give me a shout out! Remon sat next to him, with a woman in front of him and Karlo on the other side of the table. "Doctor, kapa, if you are unable to care for the kid in Yhra's womb, you are a complete moron." "Allow them to talk about what they should be talking about, Karlo," says the narrator. When I stood up, the dextrose made my legs ache for a time as I moved. "Let's get out of here." They left, and I sat and watched them perform.

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.

I twist the stalker around and pin him against a wall "Who are you?" I spit with a growl, he says nothing What do you want?" I growl again, still, he says nothing "Fine, I have no use for you, so ill just kill you and be on my way" "Wait!!!! he quickly says I just stare at him waiting for him to continue "My names Mathew" "And you were following us because?" I ask with raised eyebrows "Well because my boss wanted to know who you are, he sensed you at the explosion site earlier"

The voice on the other end was deep, controlled, and completely unhurried. "Miss Arande." My grip tightened on the phone. "This is Marcus Donovan."

Jeremy Coyle, my moms sleazy boyfriend, screams at her. Fuck, i thought he would be gone by now. He's usually gone by two o’clock. My graduation had ended at one, but I had gone to the graveyard afterwards to visit my fathers grave. His name is, or was, Jorge Velez. He was the most important person to me, the only one who never let me down. If he hadn't died four years ago, he would have been at my graduation. He would have cheered me on as I walked across the stage.

As soon as his voice subsided, thunderous applause came from the floor. “Now, we will invite the guests up on stage.” Angus glanced at the list and read the names out loud. “First, we have Duke Throttle, a professor from Sumeria Medical University!” “Renowned medical specialist of Sumeria, Jackey Zelen!” “Chief pharmacist at Honor Pharmaceuticals, Hector Brown!” … The names summoned well-dressed and influential figures on stage. Their appearance brought the atmosphere to the next level as all of them were well-known figures in the medical field.

“Is everything alright with her?” The doctor’s expression grew somber, his features clouded with concern. “I’m afraid I can’t discuss the details of another patient’s visit,” he replied carefully. “It’s a matter of confidentiality.” I felt a surge of frustration wash over me, my heart pounding in my chest. “Please, doctor,” I pleaded, my voice sounding desperate. “I need to know if she’s okay.” The doctor sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping with resignation. “I suppose I can tell you this much,” he said reluctantly. “Dora is pregnant.”

She didn’t know whether it’s because she’s always in the hospital or because her ability was to heal. As for Dior, he doesn’t smell much, only when he’s using his ability excessively, that he usually emits smell similar to burned papers. It wasn’t pleasant, but also wasn’t that disgusting. Dior didn’t emit that smell much anyway, just for special occasions. The second door they entered was a woman’s. It was a woman around 183cm, with a boxing glove on both of her hand mercilessly punching the punching bag in front of her. She’s the source of the gasping sound, followed by a slam. As she stretches her hands to the punching bag, you can see her blood vessels showing.

The man replied, "Of course! If I'm not mistaken, this pill should be Ozryn. It is made from potent poisons. However, it has curative properties that could heal Mr. Felton's illness." Faye didn't expect this old man to recognize the pill. She turned to Roy in surprise. Roy said, "Ms. Faye, this man is Dr. Clint Duncan. He is a renowned physician from Benevolent Medical Clinic in Jorn City. I had him treat Felton's illness when he was younger. Dr. Duncan is a miracle doctor who saved Felton's life when he was a child."

So, who on the internet dares to continue claiming that Dexie was just a high school graduate? Louis Quinton, a prominent physicist who had won Nobel Prizes in Medicine for several consecutive years, had admitted that Dexie Hansley was his younger sister. Brian Horton, president of the prestigious number one university in the world, Holmeister University, has a resume that can be torn to shreds in the world of scientific research. Edward Qwentin was also someone who could move the entire research community with a wave of his hand.