Komik Tentang Dokter Novels & Stories

"Ceritaku dulu belum lengkap,Tia, keburu aku pulang ke Jakarta. Kamu tahu nggak ternyata si dokter gemblung itu kakak kelasku waktu SMP." "Hah? Yang bener, Mbak, kok bisa kebetulan, Mbak?" "Bukan hanya itu. Ternyata dia itu Mas Putra, si culun, si gendut, si norak yang dulu suka nguber-nguber aku." "Waduh! Berarti Mbak Tiara dan dokter jodoh, dong, dipertemukan lagi." "Tiaaa! Jangan bikin aku senewen! Setelah tahu kalau dokter itu si gendut culun itu aku jadi illfeel sama dia."

He said in anger to the doctor! "Doctor please.... If this is a joke, kindly stop it because I am not here to crack jokes with you, nor with anyone else!" "Me too... I am just so surprised this could happen... Of which I know very well, and as a professional doctor for so many years now... nothing like this has ever happened. That is the reason for my being so surprised right now!" Mr Chin-Cheng saw the seriousness in the face of the doctor as he was talking to him, of which no one in the medical field, and especially as a professional doctor like him, would be that playful so as to joke with serious issues as that! So he said to himself...

I moaned from absolute pleasure and he chuckled. I giggled and then stopped. It was inappropriate. What was I doing moaning and giggling like a school girl? As he rubbed my feet, he began to tell me stories about work. I had not known doctors could have such interesting stories to tell. They always seemed so strung up and always tired. But apparently, the medical world was far more interesting than punching numbers. How could I compare a woman getting drunk from eating bread to the market crashing? It was incomparable. I laughed so many times and even followed up on the stories. His patients became real characters to me even though he wouldn’t reveal their names due to patient-doctor confide

The doctor continued, addressing the unspoken accusations hanging in the air. "I suppose you have a purpose for being here. Are you planning to report me or revoke my medical license? Is that why you've waltzed into my sanctuary?" The doctor's words dripped with a mix of defiance and curiosity. Richard, grappling with the shock of his capture, had inadvertently stumbled upon the dark secrets hidden behind the façade of a respected medical professional. The doctor's atrocities unfolded before him – a macabre symphony of patient murders at the behest of guarantors, unauthorized abortions carried out callously.

"I really can't tell. You are so beautiful, talented, and a journalist at that. When I saw you on the plane, I thought you were a model." "Thank you, but I like my job as a journalist. So, can you please tell me about yourself?" I looked at the man in front of me curiously. Frank smiled and said, "Actually, a doctor's work is very rigorous. We must make sure that we do not make any mistakes as much as possible and continue to learn new treatment plans and ideas. We must not fall behind because some patients' conditions are very troublesome, so doctors have to advance their treatment options." "Like what?" I took out a voice recorder and pretended to record it for him.

What if Sebastian really was an important figure? Wouldn't Hayden be missing an opportunity if he accidentally offended him? "He's a traditional medicine doctor who currently runs a convenience store. He's a BIG business owner!" Jaxon cut in sarcastically before Sebastian could answer. "You run a convenience store?" Hayden scoffed. "Are you joking, pal? Do you want to go and take Mr. Compton's pulse or are you going to promote nail clippers to him?" Everyone laughed scornfully. "A mere traditional medicine doctor wants to toast the mayor? There must be something wrong with your brain!"

“You can see why I prefer to be called by my first.” I handed him back his identification card and fought the urge to laugh. “Noted. Doc, it is. I still think it’s funny that you’re a doctor named Doc.” “Yes, well I and my six brothers don’t think so. Somehow, we all attained professions that spoke to our namesake. Me, two therapists, pediatrician, sonologists, allergist, and our brother who strayed from the medical profession and became an accountant. He’s the shyest person I’ve ever met, but he’s phenomenal at what he does.”

“Don't worry, ma'am. By profession I am bound to the law and privacy of my clients. Whatever happens in this office stays in the office.” The doctor said so assuringly that I smiled. “Very well then, I have the right to sue if our discussion ever gets out in the open,” I warned in the calmest voice ever. “Of course, ma'am. One more lawsuit, and I might finally be dead,” he said, adjusting his glasses. I got the message he was passing through. Doctors did get sued, and they didn't die. At least not most of them. But I had to be as transparent as possible.

Handing the file to Doctor Koppler, who gets torn out of his train of thought to take the file and study it as well, he adds, “We will have to do a little research, but we will get to the bottom of this. No matter what!” “Yeah,” Doctor Koppler agrees absentmindedly. “We have to find out more about this. Maybe you even have an ancient wolf, who knows.” He flashes me a gentle smile while Doctor Jones rejoices, “This is so exciting.” “Yeah,” Doctor Koppler chuckles, rolling his eyes before putting up a happy expression. “But in the meantime, I was wondering if you ever thought about a future as a doctor.” I shake my head, my heart twisting in my chest as I think back to how I trained to become