Manhwa Doctor Elise Novels & Stories

“My parents died in an accident. That’s what I was told. A carriage collapse. A landslide.” “Manufactured,” Sera said. “Clean. Quiet. Convincing.” The image showed Theresa running—forest blurring around her, blood on her sleeve. A man shouted. A blade flashed. Elise staggered back, hand flying to her mouth. “She fought,” Sera said. “Not with Moonfire. She refused to awaken fully. She wanted you human.” The image ended abruptly. Silence rushed in. Elise pressed both hands against her chest, breathing hard. “They murdered her.”

CHAPTER 29 SIA'S POV "Do you think he's okay?" Elise asked me as Nicholas pushed past her, on his way out of the room. "What do you mean?" I asked. I wasn't comfortable with talking about Nicholas, especially with a strange doctor in the room. Elise shrugged, "I don't know, really. He seemed..pissed off." "You need to rest, Sia." The doctor said calmly. She held one of my wrists and peered closely at it.

Ria settled beside her. "I am just tired.” Ma’am Elise mumbled incoherently. Something is quite not right. Ma’am Elise barely complains of tiredness! It was weird to hear it coming from her. Ria held her hands. "Ma’am Elise, remember our promise..no secrets.” She stated intently at her.

Elisa took a deep breath, pushed open the door of the safe passage, and said coldly, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, don't affect other patients' rest!" Annie heard the voice of Elisa and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The appearance of Elisa made the noisy corridor quiet for a moment. The middle-aged woman paused, turned, and threw herself at Elisa. "That's you, you doctor without medical ethics. I'm not finished with you!" Elisa looked indifferently at the woman, who rushed closer and closer. In the screaming of everyone, she held the woman's hand firmly to seize her clothes. The woman's hands were held by Elisa, and she could not move. Her face was twisted, and she

she says tearfully and the doctor turns her attention to us as the nurses continue to attend to Leo intensely. 0 "My name is Dr. Caritas, but you can call me Mia. You're Elise?" she says sympathetically and Elise nods. "You can stay, the mate bond could help him try and heal. I'll have a nurse come and tend to your wounds," she inspects Elise's face and body and she doesn't seem overly concerned. 0 "The rest of you need to leave, I'll come find you as soon as we get things under control, okay?" 0

She listens to him and opens her mouth, as she passes the pill, she says once again: “Be careful, what she has is yours.” She repeats once more, and she slowly closes her eyes, falling completely asleep. I'm scared since I know she means 324 and maybe she knows what she's talking about at the end of it all. Without saying anything else, I leave the room, but I know that the doctor is keeping up with me, and it doesn't take him long to catch up. “What is she talking about?” He asks me as if I know what that woman wants to say all the time.

He asked, his keen eyes trailing along the ripe curves of her womanhood. "There's also Elsa the cook and we have a few washer women coning in once a week." She met his gaze and scanned him head to foot. "Are you in need of more women here, Doctor?" "Er... no," He averted his eyes, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "I was told this is a prison for men." "It is." Her full red lips curled into a sly smile. "We girls aren't prisoners here." "Yes, I'm sorry." He glanced back at her, nodding curtly. "You're all employees... as much as I am."

Elise just stared at the book she was holding and spoke again. “We’ll tell Diana and Eric about this then.” Elise looked away when she said it. She realized that the flowers were held in her hands now, without realizing it earlier. “W-what are you doing here? It’s not a weekend yet.” “Uh, well… I’m off…” “Are you in a job and you’d say you’re off?” Elise raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh, I asked permission from my professor pleading sick.” He smiled wickedly. Elise was worried. “Are you?”

If he wanted to share, he would. As a doctor, I’d done my duty. I needed to remain detached. “If you insist,” I said and signed my alias to the bottom of Harold’s chart. Lucian’s POV Lucian looked at Dr. A for several long moments. I couldn’t explain why, maybe because of Dr. A’s similarities to Aria, but when she’d asked about me, her concern gave me a small measure of comfort. It was refreshing, being asked how I was rather than constantly having to tend to Sheila and the many dramas she’d caused.