Female Gynecologist Queens の小説・ストーリー

"Dr. Hinton, I've heard that you can treat female infertility." Jaslene smiled modestly, "I know something about it." "Then I'd like to ask you about something." "Go ahead." "Did Joanne Winters come to this clinic for a gynecological diagnosis?" Catelyn asked while watching Jaslene's expression.

At least for the next few months, Summer could live comfortably. In the waiting room of the gynecology department, a female doctor in her 40s was waiting. She had a pair of glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. She greeted everyone warmly. "Mrs. Quigley, Madam Quigley, Mr. Quigley, hello, I'm Dr. Vera Livingston. I will be performing Mrs. Quigley's pregnancy examination today." James stepped forward and shook her hand. "Thank you for seeing us today." "You're welcome. It's my honor to serve you, Mr. Quigley."

“I found the name.” Still I said nothing. The kitchen clock ticked. “He is a gynecologist,” Noah continued. “He opened Lionel Women’s Health three years ago. You booked an appointment there. The booking is in the investigator’s report.” He looked at the table briefly, then back at me. “You have been meeting with him in different places” he said looking at me “The hotel bar on Forty-Third Street,” he said.

"But... you know, because of how things turned out financially, I had to take a nursing job to make ends meet. I currently work at a nursing home." Her mouth formed an O of surprise. "Really? A gynecologist?" "Yeah." "That's great luck, actually." She reached into her purse and pulled out a small business card. "Here you go. I'm the co-director at St. Mary's Private Hospital and we've been looking for someone with your qualifications. If you're interested, I'd love to have you come in for an interview." I stared at the card in her hand. The name printed on it read Dr. Mei Chen, Co-Director of Women's Health.

A woman then said begrudgingly, “Today is definitely not my day. I have been queueing for two and a half hours, and it’s almost my turn, but that woman suddenly barged in, and I have no idea what she said to the doctor. The doctor bowed and scraped to her like a bootlicker and kicked us all out. Who the hell does she think she is? Why can she cut in line and do the pregnancy check-up first? Is her baby the descendant of a royal family?” Another woman rolled her eyes and chimed in, “Considering that doctor’s reaction, maybe you are right? Or maybe the one who impregnated her is the husband of this doctor, who knows.” “Yeah, you’re probably right. That’s why she’s so anxious!” “Yeah…” The five

“Steph, what…” I don’t let her finish. I took her hand and told her. “Shush and come with me. I’ll explain it to you later.” Marie does as I told her, looking at the four of us in silence. Marie Moore is the best OB/GYN surgeon on the East Coast. She has several subspecialties, such as also being a fetal surgeon. She is an eminence, and she is a good friend. We arrive at her office when she tells us. “We are already in a safe environment. Can you tell me what is happening? Don’t tell me you murdered Matthew."

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

I am scared I have never been out of home. If somehow Adriano reaches me, I won't be able to look him in the eyes because I failed at one job he always wanted me to excel at, staying home. The doctor turned out to be a gynecologist and she surveyed me completely, asking me several personal questions like, "Are you sexually active?", "Did your husband ever forced you to make sexual relations with you?", "Are your kids healthy." I was so uncomfortable answering those questions.

she called out. I quickly stood up. “That’s me,” I said meekly. She graced me with a warm smile. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Doctor Sheila Monroe. I’m going to be your gynecologist.” “It’s nice to meet you too,” I said. “Is there anyone else here with you today?” “Yes, I’m here with my aunt and my beta,” I answered. Cheryl and Bianca stood up with pride as they came to stand at my side.