Romans & histoires Princess Medical Doctor

they immediately stood up. “Your majesties.” Greeted the doctor with a bow. “Yes, doctor, please tell us about the princess?” inquired the queen. “Her condition is critical but stable, she has three brocked ribs and a concussion.” Answered the doctor. “Oh, gods of our land, my daughter, my poor princess!” the queen wailed.

I answered "Mmmmmm. Of course" She replied. I furrowed my brows in confusion. She walked inside and closed the door. I heard some noises inside, and i asked the Princess if she was fine, and she said yes. I wonder why the General needs an eye on the princess. Either way, it wasn't my problem. I was just here to do my job and complete my mission. A few hours passed, and I wasn't sure if I should leave my post or not. I was sleepy. There had to be a schedule for this thing right?

All I could understand was that it was going to be difficult to carry the prince’s child if I were to become pregnant, but the rest just sounded like gibberish to me. After leaving Roxanna’s hospital room, Prince Leonard led me to an office where he managed to arrange for me to meet with a doctor. The doctor, who looked to be in his fifties, truly looked like he was an expert in this area. It seemed that the prince had chosen to let an expert explain things to me rather than taking things into his own hands. “I guess this is difficult for you to understand given that you don’t know the context and background of everything. Let me try to explain this again in simpler terms…” the doctor said b

Finally, both medical teams were confident they were stable and walked away to give us privacy. Before the lead doctor could leave, Carter asked him what the prognosis was for both the King and Queen. “Both responded immediately to the princess’s touch. It seems to me, they will fight to get back to their daughter,” the Pack doctor says quietly with a smile focused on me. “It is good to have you back with us, Princess,” the doctor adds before stepping out of the room.

He knew by this point that this man was really dangerous and he was abducting the princess but he couldn't do anything cause he was capable of hurting other people as well. "Yes sir..." The doctor said slowly and gripped the staring wheel. His palms got sweaty and he was scared for himself and for the princess. They reached the hospital pretty soon and she was hurried to the emergency room. The doctor lied that she was his relative and there was a fire in her house and she fell down the stairs. He himself filled all her forms and all her information was a lie. They started operating on her and soon enough they realized that her condition was pretty critical. They tried their best to save her

“Her body is so hot. What exactly happened? She was fine before this.” The doctors seemed to have trouble with the Prince who couldn't control his emotions. He wouldn't let go of me when the nurses were about to move me onto the prepared bed. I couldn't move even the tip of my finger. This pain, it was too painful. And it's not like I can tell the prince that this pain is because I've borne half of his curse. “Your Highness, you must release Luna Rosie now,” said the head doctor, who was in charge of my treatment. There was a few minutes of commotion in this room, mostly from Prince Charles who did not want to be kept away from me.

Zan mused. "I do. Perhaps we can both learn a thing or two." There was an excitement in the doctor's voice. It had been a long time since he had seen a young person with so much potential outside the royal family. He could see the princess nearly jump from her seat with joy, which only gave the head physician more pleasure.

I could just picture Christian bossing him or her around and showing them all of his tricks and getting into trouble, and me yelling after them to get off the banisters before they hurt themselves. A couple months later Sebastian took me to the doctor's office for a follow up, we were meeting with a new doctor as the other had recently retired. I was waiting in a private room and a beautiful woman, around my age and height, walked into the room with a bright smile on her face. "Good morning, Prince and Princess Fabian. I'm Dr. Thompson. I'll be conducting your ultrasound today and I'll be your doctor throughout your pregnancy, if that's fine with you."

the physician said with a broad smile as he stood straight from the King. "How did this happen, My Princess?" He turned to Martha. For a second, Martha was confused and speechless. Nah! Of course, not. She couldn't tell them the truth either. "I...I don't know" she lied nervously, but tried not to make it obvious. "I was just here, looking at him, when all of a sudden, he started moving". "Really?" The second physician asked, amused. "This is indeed a miracle, then! It's a miracle!"

"Fine. You can go ahead and do whatever it is that you want to do. Just make sure that you're back in time. I won't be able to do anything to help you if the King comes back and find out that you went to see his daughter. He already face clear instructions that he didn't want you anywhere near her. She's in the VIP ward of the hospital. Room 9. You should hurry up and go see her and come back soon," I nodded my head and then walked out of the doctor's office.. .... I swallowed a gulp when I walked into the room the princess was in and I was the condition that she was in. She really wasn't doing well at all. They were making use of all of the best medical equipments to keep her alive. And eve