Scrubs Dr Cox Quotes Novels & Stories

As I say that word, everyone freezes, except Coco, the boy is giggling "Oops" My eyes move to his face "Are you guys actually—" "He's joking" Cream replies, tone flat. I let out a relieved breath "Good because— Well, you know why. The law is everywhere. Kinda just escaped from one so I'd rather not put my ass out there one more time" "There's actually a no cursing policy" Doctor says, her eyes going to Coco "Even though I'm sure some have broken the rules"

“Of course, like someone in love!” The others confirmed their colleague's words with teasing smiles. “Come on, who is Dr. Nathan dating? “Doctor must have just had another girlfriend, right? It feels like it's been a long time since I've seen a doctor this bright." Nathan just smiled while shaking his head, sometimes they are just the way things are. Not only is the ER busy with patients, but if that happens don't expect them to be able to joke like this. “What do you mean by shining? So all this time I haven't been shining like this?"

“Shit. What kind of freak nasty shit do they do to start off at seven large?” “The nastiest. Some of my clients even like getting pissed on,” Bruce said with amusement. Cootie started laughing. “Fuck. You get them weirdo johns that like that crazy shit,” the drunk said. “How long have I been in here?” “I don’t know, brotha,” Cootie answered. “You were here when we got here.” “Damn. My ole lady might not get me out this time,” he mumbled and walked away. **** “Hudson!” someone yelled. “Strowman!”

I might not hold a scalpel again, but at least I had to be able to hold a pen to write patient charts. By midday, I returned from lunch to find every plaque ripped from the wall and thrown into the trash like rags. Looking at the tainted plaques, I trembled with anger. These plaques were genuine tokens of gratitude from patients' families. They were a testament to my years of study and hard work. Now, they had been desecrated! I threw my pen across the room. "Who did this? Step forward! Must I check the surveillance footage?" A male doctor smirked. "I was just tidying the room. Dr. Robinson, you're a capable surgeon, right? Do a few operations, and new plaques will be hung up anyway."

She spoke with a hint of jealousy. "By the way, it reminds me, when you have so many girlfriends, why the fuck you are behind my life just go away from here?" "Roxy, why am I getting the smell of burning? Is it something burning around?" I ignore her accusation. Roxy stiffened his laugh but said nothing. She got my point, gave me a murderous look, and then looked at the doctor. "Get out before you need a doctor for yourself. Out, I said." The poor doctor ran away to save his life, and I controlled my laugh.

I am so dumb. The doctor asked if he is taking the medication in time. Alexander scowled and replied that he didn’t like that medicines. No one would. He even asked the doctor to change them. The doctor doesn’t seem to irritated by his behaviour. He might have got habituate to him in the mean time. It should be me who have to ask all those things. I heard him explaining about his wounds, the side effects of medicines and the headache of taking them. He strictly said no when the doctor advised to see a therapist. “I have a therapist of my own.” He snapped bluntly. “She will be back anytime soon.”

Lawson walking towards me. "What's up doc?" I ask her. Dr. Lawson rolls her eyes at me. "Really? Out of all the times, you choose now to pull a looney tunes reference?" She says, with a half-smile. "Uh, well it's something I've always wanted to say." I say rubbing the back of my neck. Dr. Lawson just rolls her eyes at me.

Her lips trembled as she asked, "Ex-excuse me?" "Tomorrow, I will slit your throat, chop your body into pieces and feed them to the dogs. Do you believe me?" Lucas asked in disdain. "Haha. No, I don't," Doctor Brown said. While she laughed, deep inside, she was scared as hell. "Exactly, we all say things we don't really mean. Miss Wright is like that. Everyone in my security team talks about killing the other, poking out their eyeballs, whatnot," Lucas explained, his eyes thinning in irritation. "You are the foolish one here, Doctor Brown."

How much do you want to bet the footage from that Tuesday is a black screen? Marcus and Lucas grimaced. You believe her? Lucas’s voice entered my head via our encrypted comms. I studied the woman’s shaking hands. Yeah. She’s too terrified to be this good of an actress. She’s being framed. So what’s the play? Marcus asked. We check the tapes first, I decided, turning toward the door. Then we pay a visit to Dr. Ethan Cole. The Chief Medical Officer? Lucas asked. To file a report? It was a logical thought. Cole had been the Wright family physician since I was in diapers. He’d seen me through every gunshot wound and broken bone. He was a staple of the Cocolink hierarchy.

Theodore opened his mouth obediently, his wide eyes darting between the adults like he was in on a secret he didn’t quite understand. Next, the doctor turned to Grant. “Mr. Ashbourne.” Grant stood, his movements slow, as if each step carried the weight of years. He glanced once at Scarlett-something raw and wordless in his eyes-then took the swab without protest. Roxy’s phone buzzed softly. She silenced it. The room felt like it was holding its breath. The samples were sealed, the machine whirring quietly as Dr. Hammond worked. Minutes dragged into a small eternity.