Medical Examination Story Novels & Stories

She handed me a medical examination report, her hands trembling slightly. "James, this is the comprehensive physical examination I had, and the doctor said... I have been locked up in a dark environment and abused for many years, and my body has been severely damaged. I may never be a mother in this life, and my brother's child may be the only hope of the Bai family. Please, please."

They immediately began the routine examination on Dinda, checking her blood pressure, temperature, and other medical records. Sara watched closely, her anxiety palpable. Each measurement felt like a countdown to the answers she desperately sought. After completing the examination, the doctor turned to Sara, ready to address the concerns that had been weighing heavily on her mind. The atmosphere in the room shifted, filled with the tension of unspoken questions. Sara hoped to soon receive an explanation about Dinda’s condition and the scar that troubled her mind. After completing the examination, the doctor turned to Sara with a serious expression.

Along the way, Glara kept her head down, feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable with the constant stares. Upon reaching Dr. Abel's door, Glara knocked, and a nurse soon welcomed them. After being invited in, Bhuvi laid Gama on the examination bed, while Glara sat in front of Dr. Abel's desk. "I'll do the examination first, ma'am," Dr. Abel said, and Glara nodded, allowing Dr. Abel to check her son. During the examination, Glara and Bhuvi couldn't take their eyes off Gama, hoping for positive results. Shortly after, Dr. Abel returned to his desk, smiling at Glara and Bhuvi.

Overall, I would give my experience a go fuck yourself and die you bastards rating. Amber was subjected to every medical test known to mankind it seemed. Luckily, she still liked Dr. Gainey when he gave her a complete head to toe physical exam. It even felt kind of nice when she bent over and touched her toes so he could feel her spine. It gave her a tingly, feel good feeling.

he said, smirking slow like he already knew why I was really here. “Hope the ‘medicine’ worked for those cramps,” he added, eyes dropping to my thighs. Surprisingly the cramps had disappeared completely. I hadn’t felt a single twinge since that first visit. But that wasn’t why I came back. “Yes, doctor,” I muttered, voice already shaky. “Sit,” he ordered, pointing at the exam table the one with the stirrups, the kind they use for pussy exams where you have to lie back and spread wide. I didn’t hesitate. I hurried over, climbed up, lay back, and let my legs fall open. The thin paper gown rode up immediately. I didn’t bother fixing it.

Later that evening, one of the maids informed me that someone had arrived. When I entered the study, I found an older man arranging several medical files. He immediately stood. "Mrs. Moretti." I still wasn't used to hearing that. Damien entered a moment later. "This is Doctor Harris." The doctor smiled politely. "We'll just go over the procedure." I nodded. He invited us to sit. Everything he explained was professional. He spoke about health examinations. Blood tests, hormones, fertility windows, medical appointments, possible risks, possible complications. Everything sounded so... technical.

The doctor glanced at the nurse, and both of them looked worried for whatever reason, making Carter really uncomfortable. He turned his head and found Dallas sitting in a chair beside the bed, his long legs stretched out in front of him, arms folded, gazing calmly at him. “Dallas.” Carter croaked, “What’s going on? What happened to me?” Dallas said nothing. “Can someone please tell me what’s going on? Do I have an STD or something?” Carter asked the room. The doctor cleared her throat, anxiously holding the test results in both hands, “No. It's nothing like that Mr. Whitfield. But after a thorough examination, and several rounds of retesting just to be sure…”

His face was etched with lines of worry and exhaustion. “Hot stuff; squeeze my hand if you can hear me.” Doing as he said. A giant smile graced his lips, showing off his dimples. He bent down, kissing the top of my head. A doctor entered the room, shining a flashlight in my eyes and ordering me to move my fingers, toes, and other body parts while jotting down notes. Once the examination was over, he led Tay outside and discussed my condition. I figured it wasn't good seeing how he discussed it with Tay and not me. I was too exhausted to care.

I nodded slightly and tried to relax again. I heard a dull pounding noise coming from the little tv screen. “Is that the heartbeat?” I asked, incredulously. The doctor smiled, “it is. The heartbeat is strong. Perfect. Now let’s take a look.” He moved the wand around, pressing it further into my stomach. An image flashed up on the small screen. “Oh, my goodness.” I whispered in awe.

Max asked as she smiled. "Of course, isn't she your wife?" She teased as Max helped me to stand... In the sterile examination room, I sat with Max holding onto my hand. My heart is pounding with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. The doctor's presence, a reassuring figure in the white coat, was a source of both comfort and suspense. She bore a bright smile on her face taking a look at the both of us. The gentle hum of medical equipment filled the room as I lay on the examination table. My hands clutching onto Max's own for dear life as he nodded reassuring it would be okay.