Novel & Cerita Secret Surgeon

It didn't take long for Kaluna and Estefan to get the results of the post-mortem tests at the hospital. "This... can I open it now, Sir?" asked Kaluna hesitantly as she and Estefan were leaving the hospital. Her hand trembled as she grasped an envelope with the hospital logo. "Open it," Estefan told her, nodding his head. For a moment Kaluna hesitated, what if she turned out to be no longer pure because of her own school teacher?

How special is she? "Who is she?" "Non of your business," he answered rudely. Mike looked at Ryan suspiciously. Maybe she is the woman. "Is she your girl?" "I said it's non of your business," "I deserve to know," Mike still said stubbornly. Mike has been Ryan personal doctor and close friend. Mike has been friends with him since high school. Then he was the Senior, Ryan was the junior. Mike is a top known renowned doctor in the whole of America. Not just anyone can afford to see him or approach him. He is always the busy type and his schedule, always tight and today, he had to leave all his work to attend to Ryan.

Jesse came and held me up. " Don't fucking tell me to calm down. " I struggled with him. " Sir please this is a hospital." He says again. " okay okay I'm calm. Cool even." I said and then he lets go of me. Adjusting my suit. " Where the fuck is that fucking doctor that fucking treated my girl. " Just then Jesse left. " Yes sir" the man came rushing in. He didn't look at my side or come close to me but went straight to June's body.

He can't think of any business he has with her when his secretary shook him out of his oneirism. "Sir are you still there?" "Send her in," he said and his secretary was confused as though he just spoke in a language she didn't understand. This is literally the first time Maverick will let anyone who didn't book an appointment with him or his family "not in-laws" into his office. "Sir?" She called skeptically. "You heard me," he said and threw the phone down. The secretary stared at Gia one more time before saying, "you can go in"

I wondered what happened to the third girl. As soon as I peered inside Ameera's consultation room she exclaimed, “A-ha! Just the right person we need right now! Bennedith, meet Doctor Roberts. She is one of the best surgeons in New York and could quickly help us with your appendicitis—” She introduced me and I plastered a smile on my face as I proceeded into the room, watching the middle-aged man fidget on the consultation bed. A frown pulled the skin on my forehead as I studied him quietly.

"Fine. Can you get this infusion off me, and call me Deputy Rivera?" "I'm sorry, but we cannot remove the infusion now. You need it to facilitate your recovert, however, we can fetch you doctor Rivera." The doctor veered his attention to one of the interns beside him, instructing him to go get the deputy. After he left, the doctor turned to Sebastian, "I'm Dr. Macaulay and I'm the general surgeon here. Your surgery was done successfully and the bullet in your chest was removed." Sebastian was barely interested in whatever the doctor was saying.

The heater hummed inside the car, a warm sanctuary against the blizzard raging outside. Tabitha blinked, putting on a mask of wide-eyed innocence. "Derek, back when I first started at the academy, I watched my mentor perform a silver extraction. There was a world-famous surgeon there. Right as he was suturing the main artery, his hands started jerking like he'd been electrocuted. He almost killed the patient right then. Osbert did his best to save the guy. Wanna know who that 'famous' surgeon was?"

he responds to her. “Mr Peterson; Mr Spencer” a doctor comes over to the pair. “Mr Peterson is out of surgery. Whoever stabbed him missed any vital organs. He is awake and has been transferred to ICU. We will move him to the ward when he becomes stable.” “Can we see him?” Richard asks, running his hand through his hair. “One at a time” the doctor responds, giving him a smile. “I’ll have the nurse take you through.” Richard leaves with the nurse as Emmett and Simone take a seat on the chairs behind them. “How are you coping?” Simone asks, taking his hand in hers.

In the sterile environment of the surgery room, a hushed sense of urgency pervaded the air. Healers were gathered around the operating table, their faces masked with concentration and resolve, while their hands worked diligently. They were assisted by an exceptional human doctor, Dr. Marcus Sullivan, his eyes narrowed in focus as he stared at the wounded arm before him. Alpha Gideon's injury was severe, and it would take the best of both worlds to mend what had been broken.

No name, no photo—Hayes’s team had locked down the details, the surgeon’s identity buried under layers of confidentiality. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a glass of bourbon in hand, the city’s lights sprawling below like a map to nowhere. Why the secrecy? A high-profile doctor wasn’t unusual for a man like Shawn, but this felt deliberate, as if the surgeon had something to hide. My gut twisted, Ella’s face flashing unbidden—her dark eyes, her defiant shove in Venice, her silhouette vanishing into the night.