Female Gynecologist Queens นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I asked in a whisper. Only then did Richard let go of my hand unwillingly. The doctor did a quick examination, asked a few questions, and soon the gynecologist arrived. After the problem in the emergency room was solved and the doctor treated my wounds, I was transferred to the gynecology clinic. This place reminded me of Doctor Aaron. Unfortunately, we weren't at the hospital where he worked. The doctor attending to me was a female doctor specializing in gynecology. We were given priority to skip some of the queues at the back due to my alarming condition.

She is the one who did the check up for me. "Good, you're awake now, Mrs.Ibanyez; by the way, my name is Dr.Delia Huza, and this is Dr.Pyra Frusca, the OB Gyne who looked at you," the female doctor said. She is much older than the doctor who performed the exam on me, but she is still stunning. I turned to face the OB, who was staring at me. "I'm sorry for my error, Mrs. Ibanyez. It's all my fault," she apologized, bowing her head.

“Goes to Dr. Hale Davy Walton, Chief Resident in Obstetrics and Gynecology.” My eyes widened as I heard the name called, and they immediately connected to the culprit. What the hell?

Left with no choice, the man sighed and slipped both of his hands into his pocket. "Fine, I'll go stay with the children in Aaron's ward." He conceded and walked back. Queenie chuckled and turned the doorknob. She met the scene she expected; Dr. Saltzman making out with a woman who came for an antenatal check-up. She had gone through a few things about and noticed he had a record of impregnating women whose husbands couldn't impregnate them. She also knew a certain pregnant woman would be in at the moment which was why she insisted on going in alone.

He liked that she put so much thought into him and paid attention to small details that others might overlook. "Let's go," Keegan said, taking her hand. "It's time for your check-up." After the examination, Stella and Keegan sat in front of their doctor, Luke Quinn, once again. Luke Quinn was a renowned gynecologist, who Keegan had consulted for Stella. With his glasses perched on his nose, he carefully examined the data. After a while, he looked up at Stella and smiled. "You look much better this time compared to your last visit"

She paused deliberately, then added in a casual tone, “By the way, you and Mr. Gibson have been together for years now, haven’t you? How come you still haven’t…” Her eyes drifted meaningfully to Xena’s flat stomach. “Oh. I’m sorry. That’s too personal.” A small, almost sympathetic smile curved her lips. “I’ve heard the specialists at Atlantis City First General Hospital are excellent with fertility treatments. You might want to book a consultation.”

Once the taxi arrived, she carefully helped Queenie into the car. “Don’t worry, Queenie. There's no need to be anxious. Just relax. I’ll get you the best doctor.” “Alright.” Queenie said a little weakly, “Why don't we go to Dr. Lisbon at the municipal hospital? She’s a gynecologist there. I know her, and I feel safer with her looking after me.” Pamela nodded at Queenie’s suggestion. She was right. It was better to be careful. Her daughter was now pregnant with Mason Young’s daughter. That slut, Eva, might be wishing she would miscarry.

I had to go see a gynecologist. My period was late again. I booked a specialist whose name sounded very feminine, Jessie Lloyd. Jessie seemed pretty popular. I was number 35. On the day of the appointment, I sat in the waiting area, scrolling my phone screen now and then, occasionally glancing up to check the queue. Then, I noticed something strange. Why did every woman coming out of the consultation room look so radiant, no matter her age? Jessie had to be insanely good. That was what I thought.

she says, taking me by the hand and escorting me into the clinic while butterflies flap uncomfortably around in my stomach. We’d managed to finish all our paperwork before Doctor Johnson calls Jennifer’s name, taking our papers, and guiding us into one of the exam rooms. Doctor Joanna Johnson is the pack's OB-GYN and the foremost expert on supernatural pregnancies. She’s studied them extensively to the point she’s sometimes called out to other packs to assist the expecting mothers there with their pregnancies, so we’re very lucky to have her. She’s 5’6” with long auburn hair, and bangs curtained to the sides of her forehead. She has rich chestnut eyes, warm peachy skin, a sprinkle of freckle

he asked formally when I was already so uncomfortable with our conversation. "I-I don't know, honestly. I don't have a schedule yet," I replied. "Hmm, why don't you ask your doctor now? So I can adjust my schedule as well," Quintin suggested. He made me think for a moment and I eventually took out my phone from inside my bag and called the person I needed to call. Calling Doctor Chelsea... Quintin kept silent as I talked to the gynecologist about her availability. "I'm free tomorrow around eight to nine," the doctor told her, and while still on the phone, I excused myself to ask Quintin about his schedule for tomorrow.