Playing Dumb Time To Doctor Debut Novels & Stories

Tall, easily over six feet, with dark hair and striking blue-gray eyes that focused on me with an intensity that made my skin warm. He wore a white coat over expensive-looking clothes, and when he extended his hand, I noticed the watch on his wrist. Definitely not something most doctors could afford. "Ms. Hartley. I'm Dr. Vincent Kane. It's nice to meet you." I stood on shaky legs and shook his hand. His grip was firm, warm. "Please, have a seat. And call me Vincent if you're comfortable with that." He settled into the chair across from me, completely at ease. He picked up my intake forms.

He groans again and cracks one eye open to give me a bleary glare. "Do you have any idea what time it is, Doc?" he croaks. "Or what day it is?" "Yes, it's nine o'clock on a Saturday," I say. "But I don't think the regular crowd is shuffling in, at least not yet. Wrong time of day." I chuckle at my own bad joke. Ty groans again. "Doc, you're killing me. No Billy Joel jokes before lunch, please. I'm a sick man. Give me a break."

After hearing the details, his expression grew even darker and he muttered a low curse. "Has Doctor Dover completely lost his damn mind? It's bad enough he's unreliable, but his own mother? He turned to me, his tone softer but still firm. "Don't worry. I'll handle this." He pulled out his phone, offering a few reassuring words before dialing Ben. The line connected fast. "Doctor Dover," Doctor Lowe barked, "wherever you are, drop everything and get back to the hospital. Your mother's having a heart attack, and you're the only one who can save her!"

As if struck by a sudden stroke of genius, the flight attendant scrambled on her hands and knees toward a foreign doctor standing nearby. "This is Dr. Reuben Smith, one of the top specialists in Scallow City! With how advanced modern medicine is, what illness can't be cured?" "Diana is nothing but a quack—waving around a few packets of herbs and pretending to be some kind of miracle doctor. She's just trying to scam you out of your money!"

I stood up from the argument, it was so hard that I acted when the skirt was too tight! “Doc, please forgive my nephew, he’s just really naughty,” Tit said with a smile to the handsome man with the big bulge. Damn. What? Doctor? A handsome man with a big bulge?! I repeatedly stare at his bulge. The size really is! No wonder this handsome man with a big bulge is a doctor because most of the doctors in the hospital are handsome. It’s just surprising that he’s a doctor because of the size of his bulge, such a bulge for pornstar!

A heavy drum beat in my ears. I stepped back and stumbled, the strength leaving my legs, and I fell. The doctor caught me. “Are you okay?” I nodded, not understanding anything. “Breathe,” he instructed. “Slowly. That's it.” I followed his instructions, holding his arm tight. “Is he ever going to recover?” The doctor looked sad. “Honestly,” he said gently, like he was scared I would lose consciousness. “There's every possibility that he will make it.” He was probably telling me that so I didn't lose my mind.

“Damn it, Xena is so annoying. She keeps hanging around Jace. If it weren’t for Jace’s money, who would bother acting nice to that fool? Once I get the recommendation spot and get into Harrington University, I’ll find a richer guy and dump Jace.” The whole ballroom erupted in shock. Everyone’s eyes locked onto the couple on stage, who had, just moments ago, looked like a perfect match. Jace, who had, just moments ago, looked deeply in love, turned pale and started shaking all over. Winnie collapsed onto the floor. She shook as she tried to explain herself. “No… This isn’t real… It’s edited!” She screamed and tried to defend herself, but no one believed her. The video was too clear. Even the

The doctor's office was in a room at the very end. There was a desk by the door with a nurse working as a receptionist there. The doctor greeted me there and we exchanged pleasantries. He was also the one that treated me. "Luna Aileen, how is your wound now?" He asked looking down at my hands, I followed his eyes and realized I haven't taken off the bandage yet. "Oh, it must have healed completely by now." I said then proceeded to remove it myself but the doctor signaled a nurse to attend to me.

"Is that supposed to mean 'maybe'?" He blinked once. "Hey, stop adding rules. I'm the founder of this game. I won't make you co-founder." She laughed. Just then, a series of knocking came from the door. And as the knob twisted open, Martha along with a woman in a long white robe emerged from the door. "How's my patient doing?" Doctor Regina Hiller said as she approached the ECG monitor beside his bed. "Oh, sorry." Gray slipped out of the way and walked over to the sofa and sat beside Zia.

He opened his mouth a few times, trying to say something, but ended up pressing his lips together each time. Finally, after a long stretch of silence, he spoke. “Oh, right. Mia, what were those papers you had me sign last week?” I was caught off guard, and just as I was about to answer, his phone rang again. “Lucien,” Summer’s voice slurred through the speaker, soft and whiny, “I drank too much at the bar and fell. My foot hurts really badly, and I can’t get a ride. Can you come get me?” Lucien’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. His knuckles turned white, his jaw clenched.