Scrubs Dr Cox Quotes Novels & Stories

⁠"I'm trying to save a life!" "You'r⁠e‍ trying‍ to make yourself look important by under​mining experienced phy‌si​cians," Vi‌ctoria shot b​ack. "‌It's emba‌rrassing, h⁠onestly. I warn‌e‍d Dr. Marti⁠ns th​at you weren't ready for…" "What the hell is⁠ going on ou⁠t here‌?"

"It is a long story." "We've got some time since I need to suture your leg." Dr. Wilcox responded with a sigh. "I'd like to hear why a defenseless woman did something so stupid and reckless." "Doctor." Tristan hissed, his eyes growing wide. "I didn't bring her here to be insulted." "I don't care." The doctor said simply, making his way over to the cabinets. Flinging them open, he began to rummage around, grabbing materials for the procedure. "If she is stupid enough to go near those creatures, then she deserves a good laying into."

He simply said, “It looks like Mr. Gardner’s condition is better than I expected. Just by inserting a few needles, we can see immediate changes.” “Ahem, ahem…” Lufian coughed Korah hurriedly asked, “Grandpa, how are you feeling?” “I’m okay. For some reason, I feel much better…” Lufian looked at Dr. Cohen and thanked him. “Thank you, Dr. Cohen. If it weren’t for you, I might be half dead.” “You’re exaggerating, Mr. Gardner. No such thing will happen under my care!” As Dr. Cohen was speaking, Lufian’s gaze fell on Cyrus, who was standing at the door. He felt puzzled. “Who’s this?”

He saw the trouble that Doctor Escobar was bringing, and he quickly avoided it. Doctor Escobar exhaled his breath for a while. He was upset but, at the same time, elated that George was finally leaving. In his years of expertise, George Cooper has been the only patient to have stressed the life out of him. The drama from Dexter even worsened it. Escobar hasn't witnessed a more disorganized family like the Coopers before. The only time he sees something like that is in the movies. "Do you have anyone to come pick you up? Or would you rather drive home yourself?" Escobar asked while nurse Olivia helped package the drugs required for George.

"Best one I've ever had. Nice to know you can handle a stick. I'm happy to let you drive any time you like, baby." I grinned, nuzzling him. "I'm going to remember that." We both lay still, recovering and drowsing. I had nearly dozed off when Deacon ran a finger down my spine. "Hey. What was it you said back in the living room? When I took out my-uh, you said something about Dr. Foxy?" He sounded curious and faintly amused. "Oh." I screwed my eyes tight, glad I didn't have to look him in the face at the moment. "Uh, that's kind of an embarrassing thing that involves others. Not just me. So maybe I shouldn't say anything."

Across the room, Surgeon, Mikael Simpson by birth, stood at the window with the curtain cracked two fingers wide, watching the parking lot like the asphalt might offer him a whiskey if he stared at it long enough. “You’re gonna wear a hole in that mattress,” he said without looking back. I flexed my shoulder once. The old ache flared like a reminder I couldn’t afford. “Good. Then maybe I’ll feel something useful.” Surgeon gave a short grunt that could’ve been a laugh if he’d ever let himself have one. “Feelings ain’t useful. Intel is.” “That your inspirational quote for the day?” I asked. “Shut up,” he replied, which in Surgeon language meant yes.

he said and she remained silent for some seconds “Coming from you doctor Brown, I will do just that” “Thank you so much Anita” he said and they applauded “Thank you ladies for your time” “Thank you doctor Brown” they said “I hope to get positive responses from you all, do have a nice day” they all got up and left. Doctor Brown went into his office, sat down, took a deep breath then opened his drawer, took out a small bottle, opened it and poured cocaine on the table, he sniffed it all into his nose then exhaled loudly and relaxed with eyes closed, he sat up and grabbed his phone, called his wife

I have everything to lose. Drix stopped laughing and dropped his head. A sarcastic smile graced his face. "The moment you heal her, I'll kill her and him," he pointed at wailing Cooper, "and then we'd test how you can bring them back from the dead with dismantled bodies," his words left me frozen and unable to retort. Without another word, Drix pushed me out of his way and left the room with thunderous steps.

’’ cassian muttered ‘’It could help; it’s normal drugs for throat issues’’ the doctor smiled, trying to wipe his hands against his coat. ‘’You are useless; get out’’, the doctor shuddered at the cold glare they gave him and ran out Darius turned to look at me as the doctor left and said, ‘’You are hiding something again’’

“Bottoms up. It’s what I drink after a hard night at the firehouse.” Marcus wrinkled his nose. “What is this?” “What do you think, Boo Boo? Veggies and herbs. It’ll help heal whatever your quick shifts missed after the accident.” “Smells like catnip and bears don’t do cat crack.” Marcus put his glass on the coffee table. He glanced at the television and shook his head. “Why are we watching this?” Francesca sipped her smoothie. “There’s nothing else on. What? Not in the mood for classic sitcom TV, Marcus?”