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I was scared the doctor would5 diagnose me with cancer or another heartbreaking terminal disease. “I haven't visited the doctor. I don't want to visit the doctor and i won't visit the doctor. I am scared of going to the hospital. Not with all the memories it holds there. I can't. A pharmacist would prescribe the right drugs for me. All I need to do is tell her about how I feel.” “ I still don't think you should see a pharmacist without seeing a doctor. S doctor is in the right place to diagnose what is wrong with you. A pharmacist can give a wrong diagnose.”

my doctor replied. “I don’t wish to be a regular visitor at a hospital, Dr. Raymond,” I said lightly. “I am now a professor of medicine and a consultant physician. Everyone calls me professor now,” he replied. “You are always Dr. Raymond to me,” I replied firmly. I turned to Zara almost immediately, “This is my personal doctor. He is actually Irish-British or British-Irish, whichever. Doctor Raymond Doyle, keep his name in mind.” “It is a pleasure to meet you, madam,” Dr. Raymond bowed lightly.

My husband, Leo Cartman, liked to consult AI for any illness. When our daughter, Holly Cartman, caught a high fever, he refused to take her to the hospital or let her take medicine, arguing, "AI says that taking too much medicine will lead to immunity against medication. It's just a cold—she will live." It was only after I returned from my business trip that I saw that Holly didn't look right and promptly rushed her to the hospital, sparing her from the worst. Then, when I had appendicitis in the dead of night, I woke him to take me to the hospital, only for him to calmly reach for his phone and consult AI. "AI says that stomach pains might not be appendicitis—it could just be bad food.

My mother said. “Oh yeah?” I asked, pulling my phone out. “Hell yeah.” “Okay then,” I said and then looked around, then I dialled the number of my doctor. After a few rings, he picked up. “Hello, Mr Romano.” he greeted. “Doc, I need you in my house in ten minutes.” I told him and hung up. “You just called the doctor?” My mother asked, wide eyed that I could do that. “Yes, I just did.” I told her.

I sit there after minutes the doctor came in I recognize her, she was the same doctor that help Journee that night. “ Morning Luna I’m doctor Reed, what can I do for you today?” “ I’m here because I’m feeling nausea” “ When did you begin feeling this?” Dr. Reed asks. “Just this morning” “ Are you feeling anything else?” “ No” “ Ok, I’m going to run some tests on you, we can take it from there” Dr. Reed replied with a smirk.

The doctor's expression darkened, and he said icily, "Excuse me, please be more careful with what you say. Upon my honor as the royal doctor of Ytalia, I guarantee that these reports are authentic and valid. I also want you to apologize to me at once!" Avery realized that he had been too impulsive in criticizing Ytalia's royal doctor.

Hearing Natasha's words, the receptionist girl said in a soft voice, "Of course, the doctor you have come to for treatment is very famous in our hospital for providing treatment for free. She will not only treat you for free but will also give you medicine. But you cannot meet her today. The doctor has gone home. If you want to meet her, you will have to come here tomorrow. The doctor comes here at 9 am. You can meet the doctor if you come after 9 am." Natasha's eyes lit up with jealousy after hearing the receptionist's words. She controlled herself and said again, "So when I come here tomorrow, I won't need to bring any money, right? Are you really telling the truth? She is a doctor and she

Zelda walked into the nearby clinic, her heart filled with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. She had been feeling different lately, and her intuition urged her to seek medical guidance. The kindly doctor greeted her and led her into an examination room. The doctor attentively listened to Zelda as she described her recent experiences and the changes she had noticed in her body. With a gentle smile, the doctor reassured her that she was in good hands. Carefully, the doctor began to conduct a thorough examination, ensuring no detail was overlooked.

I was working myself up so badly over it that I was lucky I hadn't given myself a heart attack yet. I jumped when the door to my room opened with a sharp knock. "Lyla?" I sat up straight, folding my hands into my lap. The doctor, a female with beautiful red hair and freckles scattering across her face, smiled at me. "I'm Dr. Lukes, it's nice to meet you." I forced myself to smile back as she shut the door. "Nice to meet you." "I hear you haven't been feeling very well." Nodding, I wrung my fingers together. "Yeah…stomach's been bothering me."

Raymond retorted, “Can I see the doctor's phone numbers sir?“ she asked, “Sure,” Raymond said, and he brought out his mobile phone, he showed the phone numbers to the receptionist, “Okay, this Is doctor Coker,” she said, “you can go to room three by the left,” the receptionist said, “thank you,” Raymond said, and he walked into the doctor's office and Introduced himself, good day doctor, my name Is Mr. Raymond Rhodes, you called me less than an hour ago” he explained, “where Is the patient?“ he asked,