Dr Kuseno Novels & Stories

Even the doctor gets it" Kenji and Yasu rolled their eyes. Kento frowned while Kaito scoffed. "Dr Desai, is there any reason behind your words?" Kento asked. "I mean, what if we tell him and things go wrong?" "Well, from our observations," Dr Desai continued. "He hasn't had any attacks throughout the years he stayed abroad. Aito has been living his life happily and according to him, he has regained some of his memories and yet, he hasn't suffered any attacks. I think he can handle whatever we tell him"

One could see Justin proudly introducing a white-haired Caucasian man to the crowd. "This is Professor Kaynes, the international medical genius. Today, he is invited as the special guest for Lumigen Pharmaceutical! "As for what you just mentioned about Chad, or whatever nonsense 'Dr. Jennings', he's nothing but a complete fraud! How could he even be mentioned in the same breath as Professor Kaynes? It's absurd!" Justin gestured dismissively, paying no attention to the others, and left with his medical team.

"Gus Robson, from Sunridge. You have an eight-year-old daughter who just started first grade, right?" Gus' emotions flared, his voice rising in panic. "M-Mr. Hawk, what are you going to do? My daughter is just a kid—don't involve her! Please, don't hurt her!" Stanley opened another envelope, this time pulling out a document about Cary Kinsman. "Dr. Cary Kinsman, a medical doctor with a PhD. Former chief physician at a top-tier hospital. But you've been accepting bribes on the side, performing shady surgeries. If this gets out, your career's over!"

He then said, “ Seventh young lady, your posture is still weak. For this period of time, you have to rest properly. Uncle has brought you your most favorite lotus cake.” As a henchman of the Suzaku clan, Dr. Darman was a brilliant doctor with medical expertise and also received with quite high regards by Ryu. Dr. Darman was a doctor whom had made painstaking efforts in delving into the medical field and he had never before taken a wife and had a child. As for the Taka whom he had frequently attended to, Dr. Darman was already treating her as his granddaughter. Although, he really was not the kin of the Suzaku clan, he had the intention to take care of Taka. But without Ryu’s order,he can’t m

Sharp pain shot up her leg. “Shit!” she hissed, grabbing the desk for support. Before she could even sit back down, the automatic doors slid open and Dr. Kane walked in, shaking rain from his black coat. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and always wore that black surgical mask. Only his intense dark eyes were visible above it. Nobody knew much about the new doctor — he had joined two weeks ago and kept to himself. But every time he passed the reception, Tola felt her stomach flip.

He was a great teacher because no part of the 3-hour session was boring, just like the previous day. The session ended at 1, lunch hour. I closed my notebook and gathered my belongings, just like the rest, and walked out. Just outside, I was approached by one Dr. Kumar Alhamkhumasi, all the way from India. Well, he was Indian but has been living in Kenya for almost a decade now and working at Kenyatta National Hospital. I knew him so well. He was one of the top surgeons in the country.“Hello. I love your courage and wisdom. You are brilliant.”

I laughed at his super stunned eyes. “Sugar daddy, come to me.” He whispered in my ear causing me too cackle up even more. “A hot one to be specific.” He smirked back at me with a knowing look. Shaking my head, I pushed him inside the hospital. The students lingering here and there in groups. But soon the chatter died down as a white coated bulky man with a stethoscope hanging around his neck stood infront of us with a stern face. “Good afternoon students. I’m the senior head of the Neurology department -- Doctor Russo. I’ll be taking you with me to Professor Serafino, who is waiting for you in the auditorium.” He concluded his speech with a nod and turned around.

Jesse turned the lights on then shrugged off his jacket to hang it up on the coat rack beside the door. K also handed her parka to Jesse, then turned away to walk towards his compact office desk beside the huge sliding glass window. Manila folders, billing envelopes and some documents were haphazardly stacked above the desk. And on the far edge against the wall, there was a cute bobblehead figure of Morrissey. K picked it up and looked at it, smiling. "I love this!" She turned to look at Jesse.

His voice was lower than usual, stripped of the smooth, diplomatic cadence he typically maintained. The cousin blinked, thrown off balance, and followed Alistair’s unwavering gaze across the crowded floor. "Who? Oh, the woman in the charcoal suit? That’s Dr. Voss. She’s the keynote on Thursday afternoon—computational vascular modeling, out of the Auverne Institute. Apparently, she’s Suyin’s absolute protégée. The word is she turned down three separate offers in the capital just to keep her research independent." The cousin let out a short, faintly amused chuckle. "Half the senior cardiac surgeons in this room have been trying to get her to look at their portfolios since she walked in. She’s

"—authorities have issued a statement requesting information on the whereabouts of Dr Karma Kuntz, 28, daughter of the deceased and Chief Surgeon and owner of Save the Child Hospital—one of the largest private medical facilities in the country, and the last person he was with—a young girl named Mia. That's all we know about her. Dr Kuntz has not been seen with him since she separated from him, and police are asking anyone with more information to come forward—" Karma dished the eggs onto a plate. Added toast from the toaster. A handful of parsley from the herb garden on her window for beautifying her plate, just old habits. "Dr Kuntz is described as approximately 170 centimeters tall, with d