Lab Coats For Women Near Me Novels & Stories

We also encountered a few men in lab coats who were scientists, apparently. "Get your hands in the air!" Silas yelled and another of the elite team members showed up. He placed handcuffs on their hands and made them kneel. Then we heard voices from a distance. "Where are those sounds coming from?" I asked the woman in the lab coat. I least expected to meet a woman doing such dirty work underground. Her face was hardened and she appeared hard-hearted while staring at me without uttering a word. "Answer me!!!" I yelled but she wouldn't say a thing.

" He said. … A&A Medical Research Institute. Inside a secluded lab, everyone was cleaning their apparatus except for one who was still heating a mixture in a 250 ml beaker on the Bunsen burner. The person was holding a magnifying lense in one hand and the other hand was writing whatever the person was observing. A young lady walked in the open lab wearing a blue lab coat and went straight to the person still busy with her experiment. On her way, she passed by another lab technician, " What is Emma still doing?" She asked in a low tone. "She received a blood sample now from the higher-ups. I didn't think she was going to look into it just as they left!" The lab technician in all white protect

Maybe now I could concentrate on my work instead of fantasizing about a man that I’d just met. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself, hitching it between my breasts, then walked into the bedroom and looked in my closet. I eyed a blue dress hanging on the right that came just to my calves. The dress was professional, but womanly at the same time, hugging my curves in all the right places. I glanced over at my scrubs and smiled, then opted for the dress, knowing that I could slip a lab coat over it when I got to work. I slipped into a pair of black pumps and quickly dried my long blonde hair, then pulled it up on the sides, letting the back cascade halfway down my back

Elara stood completely alone in the center of the massive laboratory. Bright morning sunlight streamed through the expansive windows, warming the floor tiles. The heavy machinery hummed softly around her while the climate control system maintained perfect environmental equilibrium. Walking back to the main workspace, she took a seat at the primary bench. The black, chemical-resistant surface was pristine and completely unmarked. It was simply waiting.

He asked with a rise of his brows “A little,” I responded, keeping my voice down. “Large pharmaceutical companies protect intellectual property more aggressively than banks protect money,” he smiled I couldn't shake the feeling that this was excessive. Inside, we exchanged our shoes for sterile covers and we got on hairnets and disposable laboratory coats. Protective goggles. A woman wearing a white coat introduced herself. “Welcome to Law Pharmaceuticals,” Her smile was professional. “My name is Dr. Evelyn Carter. I'll be supervising today's facility tour.”

He replied. "Linda, I want to see the lab, where all the drugs are being produced and packaged." I asked the receptionist when I walked back into the company. She gladly took me to the sound proof door that had a "STAFF ONLY" boldly written on it. "We have to scrub in." She gestured to the faucet and wash hand basins by the side of the door. We changed into scrubs and covered our hair, nose and mouth. I was grateful my mouth was covered because the second I entered into the production room, my mouth formed an 'O'

[Nine Months Ago] A man in a white lab coat punched a six-digit code and waited calmly as the heavy metal door groaned and slowly slid open. Behind him, two tall and hefty men stood. One of them carried an unconscious woman in his arms. The door revealed a restless lab, with men in similar lab coats bustling here and there. The pungent scent of chemicals and something acidic hung heavy in the air. As the three men entered the lab, the man in the lab coat paused and lifted a hand to guide the two large men.

"These are the reagent bottles that have accumulated from the entire lab this month. They need to be thoroughly cleaned and disinfected. This is the most basic work. Start with this." Looking at the hundreds of reagent bottles, Nyla knew she was being deliberately targeted. But she didn't complain. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction. She simply went to work silently. All day long, Nyla washed the bottles. Her hands were red from the disinfectant. Her back ached from bending over the sink. But she gritted her teeth and persevered. Other colleagues passing by offered sympathetic glances. But no one dared to say anything. It wasn't until nine o'clock that evening that Nyla finally cleaned

Anthony and Anna walked back to their car hand in hand with big smiles on their faces, they are done handling all they need to handle with the children and, the children will be released tomorrow morning. "Good work babe" Anthony praised Anna as they both entered their car "Thanks love, you did great too" she replied him with a sweet smile on her face "Alright, let's head over to the lab" and they both drove off in a comfortable silence. After a few minutes of driving, they pulled up to the lab. It's a 2 storey building, coated in white paint and honestly it looks too expensive to be owned by a private individual. They both walked into the lab and they inhaled the citrisy scent of the hospit

I watch from the shadows of the pack house trying so hard to hold back and fighting the urge to drag her into the nearest dark corner and show her exactly what her scent does to me. Her hair is usually trapped in that ridiculous, tight bun that falls loose only on the rarest occasions. When it does, dark waves cascade down her back like midnight silk, and my fingers itch to fist in it, to yank her head back and claim her mouth until she forgets how to say no. Everything she wears clings to her like it was painted on. Scrubs that hug the swell of her hips. That white lab coat she shrugs on over is professional and somehow the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. It parts just enough when she moves t