Medical Examination Story Novels & Stories

I left out the cameras. I left out the nights I had not slept. When the doctor called my name, I followed her into the room with the strange obedience of someone who already knew this visit would not be routine. She was calm. Professional. The kind of woman who had delivered both joy and grief more times than she could count. We talked. About the fainting. About the dizziness. About the weeks of stress. She examined me carefully. Ordered blood work. An ultrasound. I lay back, staring at the ceiling, trying not to imagine anything.

Damien stood with me and we followed her down the hallway, and when we entered the examination room, something about the space made my stomach tighten. The room was cool and softly lit. The examination bed sat beneath the ultrasound equipment, and a monitor was positioned where I would be able to see it once the examination began. I changed as instructed and climbed onto the bed. Damien remained beside me. The doctor entered a few moments later, greeting us warmly before reviewing my chart. "How have you been feeling?" “Mostly good,” I answered. “I’ve been a little tired, but nothing too bad.” The doctor nodded as she made a note on the chart. “Any unusual pain?”

“Come on.” The doctor was already waiting in the small back exam room, a tired-looking man with practiced hands and kind eyes. I didn’t want to be there, didn’t want to lie down, didn’t want the damn jelly on my stomach, but the second that grainy black-and-white screen flickered to life, everything else faded. There it was. The flutter. The heartbeat. Strong and steady.

“I’ve realized that.” Max barked proudly. The doctor stood. “Let’s have a look at our handsome boy.” We followed him into one of the examination rooms. Max hopped effortlessly onto the examination table as though he’d done it a hundred times before. “He remembers.” The doctor laughed.“He practically grew up here.” He gently ran his hands along Max’s back before listening to his heartbeat. Everything seemed routine. He checked Max’s eyes, his ears, his teeth, his paws, and even weighed him.

But surprisingly, the situation was far more complicated than that. Every examination carried out so far confirmed actual illnesses, actual infections, actual medical conditions. I lowered my gaze toward another report and began reviewing it carefully. Several minutes passed peacefully before a soft knock interrupted the silence. I lifted my head immediately. “Come in,” I said before dropping the pen in my hand and resting comfortably against the chair.

Jaxon kissed me intensely before turning his attention onto my stomach. "Hello, little Cameron." Doctor Michaels knocked on the door and came back in. She started to go over the chart with us but paused as she read something. "What’s wrong?" I asked, feeling all my worry rush back at once. She shook her head but mumbled something about ‘bad blood.’

Without thinking any further, I shoved it into her. She cried out, "Ahh! Doctor, be gentle!" Only then did I realize I might have been too rough. After all, women had fragile bodies. I gently moved the endoscope around. Her breathing grew heavier. This didn't feel like a medical exam anymore. On the contrary, it felt like something out of an R-rated movie. Laying on the bed, she began to tremble. She even started stuttering. "D-Doctor, have you found anything? W-What illness do I have?"

The doctors asked me to lay on the bed. “We will be right outside when you are done.” My mother-in-law said and I nodded once again. I no longer liked using my words anymore, my words got me into trouble and earned me a beating in jail. The doctors started examining me. The physician started examining me and taking blood samples, he kept glancing at me am sure he wanted to ask what the hell happened that my body looked like that. My body held scars, each one with a story of it’s own. When he was done probing me, the gynaecologist started her examination. “Oh, dear God. Who butchered you like this?” she exclaimed in shock when she saw my insides. I said nothing and just laid there.

he says, I haven't seen a doctor in over years, not even when I was a child. "I don't know," I say worried, I wished Victor would come in with me as well, but I was alone. "Now step up," he says starting with taking my weight and height, my blood pressure and temperature were next, my whole body was stiff and tight as he finished checking on me, the last step of the examination was something I didn't expect, he knew I was terrified and so he did it by surprise poking in the thight with a needle, and I hated needles, I screamed but then I fell asleep very quickly, I didn't feel a thing anymore, it was all a dream, maybe that's how I die.

He said, "Give him another examination — will you believe your own instruments?" "I will expose your lies and show the whole world how traditional Chinese medical science deceives people!" James began to direct his assistant and gave Nalan Jie a second physical examination. Curious what the exam would fine, Nalan Jie cooperated with the examination. Soon, the results were handed to James. "My God, what happened?"