Poppy Playtime The Doctor Voice Actor の小説・ストーリー

Beam said worriedly. Hearing this, Joe finally snapped out of his confusion and then stared intently at Bono. "You fool! It's the opposite. That arrogant young man was actually telling the truth." Joe said with a worried look on his fierce face. Beam's eyes widened, "Sir? Are you sure? You-" "The doctor confirmed it. That damn young man ... he really knew that I had intestinal problems, and do you know what the doctor said? He ... said that I had been cured with an operation. An operation. Did you hear that?" Joe said with a strange look on his face.

It is one fine morning When the Gaylord walks in. “ Come on doctor, Haven’t you made up your mind yet, You’re wasting a lot of time And I don’t think I have enough time for this, You have been a very good friend to me but you’re taking this so far” The Gaylord speaks with a rough scary voice, call my struggles to get loose but the ropes and everything tying him Was too strong for him.

The sound of footsteps were heard before the door to the room was pushed open. "Do you know what time is it, my dear Alpha?" The doctor questioned, sarcasm could be detected in his voice as he glared at the unconscious woman on the bed. The doctor was a young vibrant and handsome man who only appeared to be in his late mid twenties. He was Justin's beta and all the more reason he was able to have a friendly conversation with Justin. "Treat her. I met her this way as soon as I came back," Justin responded curtly, not willing to make small talks with his beta.

I tease. “I don’t sniff,” he protests. “You do,” Ryder, Remy, and Callen reply in perfect unison. Before Parker can argue, the front door opens, and my heart leaps into my throat as Poppy’s cheerful voice shouts, “Hello.” She walks in wearing a bright sundress and cute sandals. She is so pretty, just like our mum. She looks at me as if she hasn’t seen me in years. Then her eyes flick to the four men flanking me, and she raises her brows.

Capri appeared shortly afterwards. The doctor greeted her with a distinctive smile. She then stood up and greeted him. “You look better than before, Madam,” Capri stated politely. Despite knowing Poppy's background and the fact that she was only bought by Robin, he never underestimated her. “Yes. I've been resting a lot and having fun lately.” Poppy wanted to brag a little about her new experience. Poppy assumed Capri was talking about her previous health problems when she fell unconscious. Capri, on the other hand, talks about the change in Poppy's brighter expression.

He asks once we're in them room, gesturing for us to sit down in two green chairs beside his desk. "She's my moral support, Amelia" Poppy gestures to me with her shoulder and introduces me. "Hi Amelia I'm Doctor Hall. Now Poppy we are doing some teeth whitening today is that correct?" Poppy nods her head before he stands up and walks over to the dental chair. "Then come on up!" He grins and Poppy hesitantly walks over and lies down. "Want me to hold your hand?" I ask her with a grin, she shakes her head.

He snorted. “It’s okay, you’re not the only father to be who panics at every little thing going on.” Doc Adams chuckles. Ryder snickers at himself. “Now, let’s take a look at your little peanut.” He says as he lifts Ryle’s shirt, so it sits right under her boobs and tucked a towel into the waistband of her shorts. Ryder growled, “OH STOP! He’s, our doctor. He has to do things like this.” Ryle smacked Ryder’s arm. “Kycen you will NOT growl, snap or anything of the like at Doc Adams.” She ordered him.

Just when she was about to slip away, a male doctor walked into the room with an exasperated expression on his face and said, “Dr. Cudjoe, how many times have I told you to stop your cosplaying antics?”

I looked down at Ezra, his long lashes casting shadows on his chubby cheeks, completely oblivious to the fact that his world was about to collide with a man who could change it forever. But the door didn't open. Instead, I heard the click of the latch and Zoey’s voice, thick with a fake, heavy grogginess. "Oh, doctor. What are you doing here?" I closed my eyes, a silent thank you to whatever gods were watching over us. Zoey had stepped out. She was playing the part of the exhausted best friend, her voice carrying that perfect mix of annoyance and sleepiness. "We are here for her checkup," the doctor explained.

Her phone vibrated in her hand. The screen lit up with an unknown number. Her stomach tightened. She hesitated only a second before answering. “Hello?” The voice that came through the line was calm, cultured, and unmistakably pleased. “Ms. Vaughn. You are becoming quite popular.” Her pulse spiked. “Who is this?” “A concerned observer,” the man replied smoothly. “Someone who appreciates momentum. And right now, yours is exceptional.” She clenched her fingers around the phone. “If this is another threat, you are wasting your time.”