Phoebe Patient Com Novels & Stories

Chapter 26: Being noticed by the Leader Phoebe was recovering in the hospital room for more than a week after she regained consciousness, the special thing is that she took a break during the healing process and will only be able to interact with Harvey Susan - the doctor, and her therapist. But every day after she woke up, supposedly nurses came to help her change bandages and give her fluids. Phoebe didn't think much of it, anyway, she did a good job that time, perhaps this is the basic thing a patient needs to have.

Hours later, I drove into the garagantuan compound that housed my parents' mansion. “Jett!” Phoebe greeted me at the door with a hug and a hearty squeal. “Hi. How are you doing?” I asked, rubbing gentle circles on her back. “Good,” She replied, pulling away then tugged at the grey scrubs that I hadn't noticed she was clad in earlier, “We got our scrubs today. I'm a step closer to becoming a nurse.” “Congratulations.” I said, pinching her cheeks before entering the house to meet my mum.

Meet me now at the popular harmbouger's hotel" I half yelled.. "What?..but" "Most importantly come with the scan result" I said and cut the call.. I grabbed my car keys and zoomed off.. Doctor Phoebe's POV I quickly dressed up and rushed to the hotel.. When I got there, there was no sight of her.. Who the hell does this woman thinks she is to order me around? I came out of the hotel, just then I saw someone waving at me from a car.. I took a proper look at the person..

Who wouldn’t be, staying up all night to watch over a patient? "Did you eat, Phoebe?" I asked. She looked at me and yawned. She’s adorable when she does that, but it’s just a show. Her innocent trait is just a facade so no one will see the real her. Phoebe is crazy, no matter what you do. "Yeah, I ate the food you prepared. I also gave some to Patricio earlier because he looked hungry," she replied. I nodded. Why was Patricio there?

I answered her. "Yay! I can't wait!” Phoebe squealed. "I'll go see the doctor now so we can start going home.” I ruffled her hair and stood up. Just before I opened the door, a knock came on the door and the doorknob twisted before the door was pushed open from outside. The doctor I planned on talking to came in with a nurse behind him. "I was actually on my way to your office,” I told him. "Oh, I'm here to check her vitals, can you say what you wanted to say here or it'll be in my office?” He asked as he walked over to Phoebe.

Wasn’t that a pig? Phoebe ground her teeth to the point she could feel their roots itch fiercely. Cheryl smiled and said, “I don’t understand anything the two of you are saying. Let me introduce both of you. This is Alex Rockefeller, the one who I said was a great doctor. This is Phoebe Larsen, a good friend of mine who shared a dorm with me in university. Oh, she was also a campus belle. Isn’t she beautiful? Now, she’s a resident doctor in Michigan State Hospital.”

Ria mumbled. "Don't worry miss Ria, Phoebe will be alright." Ma’am Elise assured Ria as she led her towards the ward. "Well I hope so." Ria’s voice quivered. Ma’am Elise and Ria walked into the room where a female doctor was attending to Phoebe who had purplish bruises all over her body from too much itching. "Mom. Ma’am Elise." Phoebe said in a low tone. The female doctor whose tag read. "Dr Gillan." glanced up at them.

He glanced back to look at Phoebe, seeing the way her shoulders slumped down as she heaved an airy sigh, thanking him with her eyes. “But what exactly is wrong with her,” Mrs. Cory asked as Lucas walked past the doctor into the room. “She has malaria, but it’s still at its early stage. Make sure that she takes the medications I have prescribed and she will be fine,” Doctor Damien replied, a bit uncomfortable answering the question. Seeing that Phoebe looked more relaxed than she was before he left the room, Lucas perched on the bed beside her and wrapped his hand around her neck. “You would be fine. Okay?”

She apparently prefers to eat first before treating his wounds. ‘Caldwell’s doesn't have that plenty of abs. Ohmygod!’ Phoebe’s eyes widened as she looked up him, she could barely breathe. "What?" Sawyer asked with a frown when he saw the girl's wided eyes. Phoebe shook her head quickly, her lips still hanging. "Y-You have many ..." she's not in herself when she as that before looking at the lumps in his stomach again. “What are you saying? How many what?” Sawyer's eyebrows met, wondering at her.

the doctor said gently but firmly. After hours of heated debate, Phoebe finally gave in, collapsing back onto her pillows in defeat. The doctors and nurses left her be, the room falling silent. Suddenly, her phone rang, the sound breaking the oppressive quiet. She picked it up. "No caller ID" "Hello" "Pheobe, its me Randall" ****