Novel & Cerita Fiction Doctor

How dare he think I faked an ID to seek relevance from them, or did he think I was doing this for Ethan? “It is not a compulsion to believe me. I have told you, I am the doctor. If you had been smart enough, instead of dragging and bantering words with me, you would have looked up the name 'Rory Aldrich' on the internet and seen that the same person you will see there is the same person standing before you.

The doctor was squeezing blood from Fuschia's middle finger into a small white bowl. "W*-wait, not yet." The doctor starts sweating hard when Dylan's gaze suffocates him, more than his king does. But he really can't answer because the results haven't come out yet. In the meantime, the doctor examined Fuschia's wrist and tilted his head with a confused expression. Then checked Fuschia's other wrist which was still in Dylan's grip. "What happened? What's wrong?” Dylan getting impatient. Especially after the doctor snatched Fuschia's wrist from his grasp.

"I really had some strength today." Zechariah frowned, "Recovered? Dad, I was just about to tell you, the doctor who treated you just now wasn't Dr. Moreno's assistant. She pretended on purpose. Now Dr. Moreno is here too. That person might be a fake doctor. Dad, it was my mistake. Don't move yet, let Dr. Moreno check you again." Geovanni understood at that moment, his face serious: "Fake doctor? No wonder you asked Dr. Moreno those questions just now. Get all the home surveillance footage. Felix, go call the police. I want to see who dared to mess with us, the Molson family."

He snarled, "Get out! You are not welcome here." Qin Haodong looked puzzled. He was about to be kicked out as soon as he entered the door. Frey looked as if he had sexually assaulted his wife. What did he mean by that? Jennifer said, "Frey, what are you doing? This is the doctor I invited for my sister." Frey was furious, "Doctor, my ass! He's a liar and a jerk! Dr. Owen, who is an oncologist from the World Medical Association, just said that there is no other way your cousin's disease can be cured except for surgery, so you have been deceived."

I explained desperately but he didn’t seem to be convinced even one but. He only sighed and reached for his iPad. He tapped the screen, then turned it toward me, and my world collapsed in an instant. The video played in high definition, showing me and the doctor in bed together. My own voice filled the room, as I moaned loudly while we had wild sex. How we changed positions and then planned the whole DNA swap thing… My throat dried up. I couldn’t breathe. My body locked up as I stared at the screen in horror. "I…" My voice cracked. "That’s fake. It’s edited. This is a setup! You have to believe me, Jeff. I don’t know anything about this, it’s a setup.” I let out desperately and then turned t

He just came in today and rushed to the patient immediately. When the City Hospital's director heard the commotion, she immediately went to the Emergency Room to check the situation. She was stunned when she saw a familiar face. ".." Clive Aster. A well-known Emergency Doctor, Neuro and Cardiac Surgeon. Her Ex-Husband. "Welcome Dr. Clive Aster! Welcome to the City Hospital." says director Celeste Klatt. Celeste shook Clive's hand and gave him a light kiss on the cheeks. "Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again."

“You're the Doctor?” “Y-yes my lord” The doctor replied nervously. He came from a humble family and was scouted by Fatty Ma to work in FR Chamber of Commerce. With Fatty Ma's enticing offer, he couldn't help but accept it. But after the event a few days ago. He has been thinking about the decision he made. If it was the correct choice or not. Having a demon like owner, Feng Shaotian, he couldn't help but feel intimidated. Feng Shaotian even dared killing the Three Patriarch, how much more he, who doesn't have any background. Thinking about it, the doctor started sweating profusely while gulping his saliva from time to time.

I ordered as vehemently as I could, staring at the whiteboard on the wall in front of me. Once we were alone, the doctor pursed her lips. “How long have you been feeling this?” She inquired. Doctors in large packs had to be well-rounded in medicine so that adequate aid could be given to pack members when needed. Dr. Flo was twenty-five years old and mated to Dr. Gwen. They made quite the female pair. “A few weeks,” I flatly told her. “You have always been healthy, so how were you injured and what caused it?” she pried only to make an educated diagnosis.

“You tell me.” Clearing my throat, I distract myself from my thoughts about how, even with his annoyed frown, he seems like he was genuinely worried about me. I lean back into my bed, wiggling under the cover. “I must have been the exhaustion and the shock. There is nothing wrong with me.” I claim, more convinced about my own words. “I am a doctor after all. I would have noticed the sign if there had been anything that I had needed to address with my Alpha.” My words trigger an immediate growl, and I press my lips together, fighting the urge to laugh to preserve my professional demeanor.

The doctor says and steps aside to let the nurse out. I watch her scurry away before I focus on the doctor. He's an older man with white hair and a friendly face but he gives me weird vibes. Wait...did he just say, fiance? "I'm sorry what did you say?" I ask. "About what dear?" The doctor says walking over to the computer next to the bed. "Me being...someone's fiance!" He chuckles. "You must have hit your head hard when you passed out. Mr. Rhodes was relieved to hear you were brought here."