Novel & Cerita Princess Medical Doctor

The doctor nodded and added, “And rest. The Princess may leave the infirmary now; however, I recommend light activities until further notice. Your senses will be dulled, and your healing factor will be significantly reduced. Please avoid stressful situations to keep from worsening your condition.” Solon nodded. “Thank you, doctor. I expect your utmost discretion with this information." "Of course, Prince Solon. No one but those in this room will know about the Princess' condition," the doctor said before leaving the room. Solon let out an exasperated sigh as he rubbed his temples. "This has to be the worst time for this to happen. You're going to need someone with you at all times." “I'll be

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

He hung up and pocketed his phone just as the doctor walked out through the sliding doors of the emergency ward and approached us. "Your Majesty." He bowed and nodded to me. "How's my daughter?" He asked. "The Princess is going to make a full recovery, Your Majesty. Thankfully the force of the hit didn't fracture her skull and the wound she sustained on her head is not so severe but we'll continue to keep an eye on her for changes." The doctor replied. I watched Leon's shoulders slump in relief and I heaved a sigh of relief myself because we'd both feared the worst. "She has a hard head." I remarked trying to lighten the mood.

My body couldn't decide if it was going to scream or cry. Then the double doors opened. Two doctors came out, their scrubs spattered with blood. They hurried, hands still gloved, masks dangling around their necks, voices low and urgent as they spoke medical jargon I couldn't make out. I rushed forward. "Excuse me! What’s going on? Please—what happened to him?" They walked past me without even glancing. "Wait!" My voice broke. A nurse trailed behind them, holding a clipboard and a pen, her expression tight.

It was a long while before they nodded their heads in response to her appeal. She understands their confusion but she is not in a position to discuss her strange skills with anyone even with a colleague. But she was relieved to have earned their agreement. Their interaction did not end that day, inside the ambulance. With the knowledge of the gifted doctor, saving the Prince's life. The Shadi Kingdom demanded, after their delegates arrived in the country the following day, that the government let the doctor handle the case of the Prince until he was fully recovered. It was a long negotiation until the Wright family, especially CEO Lucas Alexander Wright approved. Of course not because of the

The doctor arrived at the mansion as requested. Prince Syvan remained by his friend while she was being cared for. Relieved to have her back home but also worried about the damage that the Oakenheart blood traders might have done to her. The doctor examined her carefully. He was the royal physician and he knew of prince Syvan's ruthlessness. Mistakes couldn't be afforded on something that meant so much to the prince. Syvan was too focused on Allegra to notice the small crowd gathered at the door of the room. Razz, Zane, Daylen, Emilio, and the woman who carried Allegra into the house gathered outside the door peeking at everything inside.

She looked as though she was in her late 50s, although her olive skin still had a glow about it. “Hey doc,” said the nurse, “I’ve got a present for ya.” The doctor looked up from her work, and smiled widely when she noticed Amal right behind the nurse. “Oh, hello!” she said. “Come in, come in. Have a seat.” Amal ducked into the room while the nurse walked back to reception. “I’m Belinda Shan,” said the doctor, “Parnos’ resident physician.” “Call me Azrael,” said Amal. “And you’re the only practicing osteopathic doctor here? Really?”

First wiz prince’s mansion, Phoenix’s chamber, On entering with the doctor, Peter announced amidst pants, “I’ve brought him!” He quickly let go of the doctor who was feeling a bit woozy from Peter’s race up the stairs earlier. As a doctor, his priority was to save lives, so he was only as strong as an average wizard in terms of fighting prowess. Training his powers was also at leisure time because he was always busy with research and treating patients. Never in his life had he been treated the way this second prince did today. But, he couldn’t complain, right?

He looked down at Tierra in his arms and saw the sweat glistening on her forehead. The door opened, revealing Doctor Osler. William Osler. The royal family's doctor. His green eyes widened at the scene before him. "What's going on?" He asked. "Doctor, I think she caught the plague. Help her, please." The prince begged. "Your highness, as a doctor for the royal family, I can't help any slaves." Osler said. "Dammit, William! Please. She-" Damien sighed. "She's special to me." He finally said.

I stuttered, looking curiously at the royal physician. "Yes, my Princess. You saved them all." "Are you sure she is alive? She isn't moving. Is she asleep!" I asked and bent over, placing one of my fingers around the small doctor's nostrils. "She is alive, my Princess. But she is still unconscious. Her body is badly battered. She should remain in this state for her body to heal up," the royal physician said and I nodded my head. I wasn't really listening. I was busy feeling the small doctor's breath against the back of my palm. I needed her to be alive to sniff the truth out of her.