Harley Quinn Doctor Outfit Novelas e Histórias

The doctor was dressed in hospital navy blue hospital scrubs. "Got into a bit of trouble I see" He smiled at me, sitting on the coffee table in front of Trevor. Trevor frowned at him. He looked up at the two nurses who were standing behind the table, smiling at Trevor. I growled a little. They didn't hear me, though. "Ladies, why don't you go on ahead and check out any of the other guards for any lingering forsaken venom." I watched as they both frowned after the doctor had told them to go else where. He must have sensed Trevor was not impressed with them.

The doctor was standing on the other side of the bed and was touching Zoe’s hand. I pushed the door open and immediately saw the doctor just like Aaron said. She was wearing a long lab coat that covered her feet, her hair covered with a white cap, and her face with a mask which was weird. She treated Zoe earlier without putting on those things. Laura jumped out of her seat, staring at me with wide eyes like I had just caught her cheating. “Jack? What….what are you doing here?” She asked as she glanced at the doctor still standing beside the bed.

"Well, you can see me now," "Of course, I can," Dr Quinn said. "Uhm, can I get you some tea to drink? Remember I have the healthiest," Heyli nearly passed out from cringe but she just stood there, hoping Loki said something to dismiss this Doctor. And he did. "Well, I am here to pick my object for protection. I'll see you around," "Well, I can pack the bags for you for when you need it?!" Dr Quinn called after Loki but he was already at the door and opening it up for Heyli who took a last look at the woman.

Grabbing my hips once more he whirls me around and deposits me in the patient chair as if I’m light as a feather. I can’t speak, I can’t do anything but stare at him with the dopiest possible grin on my face. When he winks, I swear to the clouds above my vagina literally pulses. I instantly remember how he looks naked, and before I can help myself, my eyes drop straight to the bulge in his pants, which he quickly rearranges a split second before the doctor comes in. He’s in his standard black Shadow uniform complete with black combat boots. Mouth … watering.

The one with the fang hanging from his ear asks. I snarl at that. They poisoned me with wolfsbane? No wonder I felt so awful. They all glance at me and fangboy grins. “Don’t take it personally, sweetheart.” He says which if anything infuriates me more. The man in the cloak rolls his eyes. “It will be out of her system soon, so I’d be careful not to bait her.” “We don’t want her turning.” The smallest of the four hisses. The doctor smiles. “Relax, this isn’t my first rodeo.” He says before pulling something out of his pocket and holding it up where it glints in the light.

Harley~ Rae pokes me from the inside. 'Something doesn't feel right to me, Harley. I don't think this is just a case of allergies or migraines. We need to see a werewolf doctor at a pack hospital!' 'Ow, don't do that! You say that every time I get sick, there is nothing wrong with my doctor. It's just a couple of shots; you'll be fine, big baby.'

Suddenly all the lights in the dark room came on and brightened the whole place, it was almost blinding her as she quickly squinted to avoid getting it into her eyes. “Ah! You’re awake, I see.” Dr. Bernard said as he opened the door to the room and walked in with someone. Harley couldn’t really see his face but she felt like she recognized his voice anywhere, she already knew who it was. “What am I doing here?” Harley asked softly “Untie me” she barked orders “Oh beautiful little thing, I can’t do that….” Dr Bernard moved closer, making him move away from the reflection of the light so she could see him properly

The handwriting wasn’t. "Definitely not Echo," Lina muttered, snapping holographic photos with her wrist comm. "That bitch painted in blood. This is... different." A new voice spoke from the shadows: "Different doesn’t mean safer." The man who stepped into the light wore a plague doctor’s mask retrofitted with humming cybernetics. His coat—stitched together from what looked like implanted human skin—rustled as he moved. Jeff had his gun drawn before I could blink. "Who the hell—"

"Okay, everything looks good. The doctor will be in and then we'll move forward. Can you get changed into this?" When the door closes, Harley scrunches her nose. "I hate getting naked in here. It's always so cold." "First time I've asked, but do you have a female or male doctor?" She giggles. "Gonna get jealous?" "Just curious." Immediately, I can't get the image of a hot dude with tatts, more muscles than I'll ever be able to build, clean nails, and a six-figure bank account out of my head. It's not often I'm intimidated, but I sure am by this person I've never met before.

I asked, my voice barely audible. “No, no,” Harleen replied, shaking her head. “My cousin might seem a bit cold, but he’s a gentleman,” she smiled, trying to reassure me. “It was the pack doctor, a female shapeshifter. She’s the one who changed your clothes. You were unconscious, and Hades wanted to make sure you were comfortable and taken care of…” Harleen shrugged her expression a mix of amusement and understanding. “Hades wanted to let you you rest comfortably that’s why he asked the pack doctor to change your clothes.” Harleen’s explanation brought a wave of relief, easing my worries.