He Is A Doctor Artinya Novels & Stories

Aria said seriously, "Yes. Some doctors are truly dedicated to saving the injured and sick. There's a saying that not many people know—'medicine is the art of fighting death; the doctor is its warrior.'" "Good doctors can protect Toto." Aria made a call. "Hello, Dr. Lowe? It's me, Aria. I have a patient here who's very young—only four years old. He's very weak now and needs to be hooked to an IV.

If only he could, he would've strapped me to the bed. Sometimes Khai's orders were wise. “You are a doctor,” I said. He blushed and regarded the ground. “A neurosurgeon. I’m a simple general practitioner.” I couldn’t see what the difference was. He treated everyone for almost everything. He had a giant cabinet of pills in his wife’s house and a basic pharmacy in his basement. I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone outside of Traga that he had so many pills, apparently, it was illegal but who would I even tell?

Berhati-hati Qaseh menyusun kata, takut di salah tafsir pula. “Tak minat. Nanti masa saya dengan keluarga akan berkurang. Saya tak menafikan, kerjaya seorang doktor adalah sesuatu yang hebat. Tetapi, saya tak mampu. Saya mahu sentiasa ada masa dengan keluarga sendiri. Cukup lah setakat saya memenuhi hajat kedua ibu bapa saya untuk belajar dalam bidang perubatan.” Terlopong mulut Qaseh mendengarnya. ‘Maknanya.. Dia adalah seorang calon doktor. Tetapi dia memilih untuk menjadi seorang pengurus taska sahaja???? What the….’

Lana doesn't need much makeup to make herself beautiful. "A doctor at the Central Hospital. I met him during dinner with my boss." Lana has never had a doctor boyfriend before; now it's my turn to smile broadly. "What kind of doctor? Well, what's his name?" I leaned against the sink, folding my hands on my chest. Lana rolled her eyes before answering me, "Eissenberg. Leon Eissenberg. He's a doctor dealing with cancer and stuff; I don't know what it's called." Lana raised her shoulders slightly, indifferent. "We need to hurry if you don't want to be late."

(Riana Heum) “I am a businessman now…but before, I am a Military Doctor, a specialist for general surgeon and a field medic for quite sometimes…so in terms of medical expertise…and also dealing with situations like these…you can say that I am well adverse, in these kind of matters…”.

His eyes seem to plead with me. "Well... it's... just that... I'm not a... vet, Luna..." He says slowly, half apologetically and half terrified. Huh? "But you work with... you know, Wolves." He nods, gulping. "Yes, Luna. Werewolves..." And that's when it dawned on me that he was an actual doctor and he specializes in the werewolf anatomy. Not a veterinarian! OMG, I'm so embarrassed right now, I feel my face heat up. "Oh my, I'm so sorry for the misunderstanding on my part, Dr. McBain." He shakes his head smiling, "It's okay Luna. But if you'd like I-"

Istri seorang dokter. Setahunya, seorang dokter biasanya akan menikah dengan orang yang berprofesi sama. Namun, mungkin ini sudah menjadi jalan jodohnya. Dia yang hanya karyawati biasa ditakdirkan menjadi pendamping hidup bagi seorang penyembuh. Tak terasa waktu berlalu, jarum jam di dinding menunjukkan angka lima. Itu berarti dua jam lagi keluarga Janu akan datang dan mereka harus siap menyambutnya.

“Yes, and not only that, don’t you check our med books? He published quite a few book and famous articles. He’s known globally. He’s like thee mozart but in medicine.” i blinked, “Are you telling me he’s a doctor?” “Yes, duh! a world renowned one! Girl, are you really living under the stone? everyone knows who he is!” i felt a bit bad and ignorant for not knowing. “But why is he not practicing in a hospital? Ad ended up in this…community college?”

"One more thing. The doctor is coming in today, so if you can hurry up eating, that would be great." "Doctor?" "Yes," he replied with a nod. After yet another sip of coffee, he continued, "I'm a lot of things but an ob-gyn."

“With my schedule? Gretta already does enough.” “Well...ask her. Worst she can say is no.” He leans back, visibly relaxing. “I’m actually here for a job interview. Hoping to scale back a bit.” “Oh yeah? What do you do?” He pauses, like he’s weighing my reaction. “I’m a doctor.” I feign surprise. “Really? What kind?” “Diagnostician.” “Ah," I say, snapping my fingers. "Like Dr. House on that TV show?” He laughs. “Something like that. Less dramatic, more paperwork.”