Playing Doctor Novels & Stories

"Uh, Doctor, my name is not Beredith... It's just Reddit." "Your name sounds like the name of an app or website." "It does, doesn't it?" Berry awkwardly rubbed his head. Doctor David laughed. "You're not funny, even though I was just joking. I know your name is Redith from your name tag on your chest." He pointed to Berry's chest, making him feel foolish. "Don't you have any patients, Doctor?" Berry tried to redirect the conversation. "Yes," the Doctor replied shortly. "Do you need medication for your patients?"

He also felt the gaze as if he wanted to take his life away and separate his soul from his body. "No, he's fine," she said after a brief pause. "Well, I'm not going to talk about it." "I apologize for being insensitive; however, I noticed you look familiar; which university did you attend?" Sandra responded to him. "So it's you Ah, you may not recognize me, but I recognize you; I'm a Bachelor of Medical Studies student." "And you are a Pulmonologist and Cardiologist. Wow." The doctor leaned back shyly in his chair. "It's not something to brag about."

Janu bangun pukul lima subuh saat langit masih gelap dan ayam jago berkokok, lalu membersihkan diri di kamar mandi. Laki-laki itu mengambil sepatu sport dan berlari pagi di sekitar komplek perumahan. Kebiasaan yang selalu dilakukannya setiap hari untuk menjaga stamina agar tetap fit. Dia seorang dokter. Apa kata dunia jika sang penyembuh malah sakit? Oh, tidak bisa!

"You heard me Alpha Richard. Take of the shirt." "Why should I?" He asked in an affronted manner. "Look Alpha Richard, I'm the Doctor here and I have absolutely no other purposes other than to do just that. If you’re asking,” I huffed, placing my hands on my waist, “It's because I had to check the wound you seem to be hiding under that shirt. You may not have noticed but it’s open and bleeding onto your shirt right now." I said. I could see the look of astonishment and realization as he looked down carefully to see it doing just that.

I try to push those thoughts aside, reminding myself that the doctor is here to provide professional care and guidance. The doctor gestures for us to take a seat, and we settle into the chairs in front of her desk. She introduces herself as Dr. Reynolds and begins to explain the process to us. She speaks in a calm and reassuring tone, explaining the various stages of pregnancy, the necessary medical check-ups, and the importance of prenatal care.

He will be doomed if he says the truth, so he will rather pretend like he doesn't know what he's talking about. "I don't know what you are talking about, Miss Lukman have not paid me any money so stop talking trash you understand?" the doctor said trying to act tough. "Hmm I see, so you mean to tell me Miss Lukman didn't pay you or whatever to lie to Mrs Zachary that she's pregnant with Mr Zachary's child?" Davis asked him. "I don't know what you are talking about, nobody paid me anything. If this is why you brought me here, you should let me go cause I don't know what you are talking about." the doctor said.

I wait a few seconds before I lower the blanket, uncovering my face to just above my nose, peeping out to see if he actually left. "Don't worry, he left. I made sure he actually left" The doctor says with a boastful expression and I glance at him before taking my eyes off him, closing my eyes. "You are welcome by the way" He says in a dejected tone and I only say a 'hmph' with my eyes still closed. This man doesn't really act like he is a doctor at all, you sure he knows what he is doing? Cause i'm not too sure. He is acting like he was the class clown while he was in school.

"Hey, cut me some slack. She's new here, I just didn't want anything bad happening on my watch." I chuckled weakly, the sound easing some of the tension in my chest. "You guys are too much. Seriously, though, what did the doctors say? Am I good to go, or...?" Before they could answer, the door swung open, and a doctor walked in, middle-aged guy with a clipboard, white coat, the whole deal. He smiled at me, checking the monitors. "Miss Travison, good to see you awake. I'm Dr. Harlan. How are you feeling?"

Rayan's head snapped up in disbelief Scott laughed a little. "What, do I not seem the type?" "It's just... It's hard to picture a doctor playing a video game." "My sister and I hold tournaments every Sunday. It helps to keep my skills sharp. Do you play any games?" "Not since I was a kid. I had a friend who had a Sony something-or-other. They let me play sometimes, but I wasn't very good. So, what kind of games does a doctor play, anyway?"

he hollered when he saw me, barely looking up from his notes. The doctor was an older guy about in his fifties. He was going through the inventory of medicines, prepping needles. I wondered what was in them, why he did this gig. I wondered how much he got paid for his services. I knew better to ask anything as I cleared my throat in the doorway. "Hey, I'm your helper tonight." He turned around and gave me a look I couldn't decipher. "Are you legal?" the doctor asked. I gave him a confused look.