Stempel Dokter Novels & Stories

He looked startled when I stepped into his clinic without an appointment. I walked into the office, and the doctor looked up from his desk. "Valerie," he said, a hint of familiarity in his voice. "What can I do for you?" "Just a quick stamp of approval," I said, smiling tightly. He nodded, knowing exactly what I was referring to. He picked up the report he'd already prepared and added his official seal to the bottom. "All set," he said, handing me the document. I scanned it quickly, relief washing over me as I saw that everything was in order. Acute stress collapse, neurological instability, monitored by Nurse Sofia— temporary caretaker. It was all there.

“That’s exactly why I said we have evidence.” He gestured at the security guards to open the door to the records room. From there, he pulled a wrinkled sheet of paper from a drawer. The paper had several dark ink stains on it, and in the bottom-right corner was the hospital’s official stamp, with the time stamp printed August 12, 2023, 12:55 p.m.

the doctor's eyes widened, and then he looked to JP in his human suit. "I will handle this." JP offered another bright smile and set his hand on the doctor's shoulder. "Hello, Doctor Rice. I am JP. I am Chasm's personal doctor. Let us discuss your patient for a moment in the hall. I am sure you can chat with me for a second. I will make it worth your time." "I guess." The doctor was pushed out of the exit by the firm hand of JP, and when they were gone, Chasm looked back at Rhylent.

The doctor moved to his desk, already reaching for files, his movements efficient but beginning to carry a trace of something else—something less certain. “You said the patient was brought in today?” he asked, pulling open a drawer. “Yes.” “What’s her name?” “Emily. Emily Stanton” The doctor paused briefly, then began searching through the physical files on his desk. One by one, he flipped through them, scanning names, checking details. A minute passed. Then another. His brow furrowed slightly. “That’s… strange,” he murmured. Damien’s posture stiffened almost imperceptibly. “What is?” The doctor looked up. “I don’t have a file under that name.”

Alex stiffened immediately. The door slowly opened. A doctor entered. Middle-aged. Professional. Carrying a clipboard. Nothing unusual. Yet something felt wrong. Very wrong. The doctor smiled. "How are we feeling today?" Alex's pulse accelerated. He had never seen this doctor before. Never. The man approached the bed. Calmly. Confidently. Then Alex noticed it. The hospital ID badge. Fake. The photograph was peeling. The name had been printed incorrectly. A detail most people would miss.

Elliot's office occupied the highest level of the building. Terry's personal doctor, Randall Strolmann, was already examining Elliot as Terry introduced him. "This is Dr. Randall M. Strolmann, our family doctor and the best in the business. He's been renowned abroad since his youth and specializes in your exact condition. He'll cure you for sure!"

The figure of a doctor who had been given a briefing by Diego entered this room. The doctor was with one nurse. The two of them, after one step in and had a moment of silence, glanced at Diego. He noticed Diego's finger gesture at him. Without giving any reaction to Diego's finger gesture, the doctor approached Stellina. Suddenly the doctor's arrival made Eston spontaneously move to the side to provide more space. "Doctor, please check my daughter's condition more carefully. Why doesn't he remember me?" asked Eston, sounding very worried.

A masculine voice called from the corner as she turned to see her appointed doctor standing by an entrance and smiling genuinely at her. "Hello doc…" Elizabeth greeted and flushed a short smile. "Come with me" he said walking into an entrance that led to another lobby as they entered an office where his name DOCTOR ALEC was engraved boldly above to show his ownership of the office. "So how is the future mom doing?" He asked, sitting on his swivel chair as Elizabeth sat on the chair facing him as she cleared her throat awkwardly because of his question, holding firmly to her bag. "Well, I am fine" she answered plainly as the doctor stared at her speechlessly for a couple of seconds smiling at

But since he was currently, the center of attention, and a little girl was also there, he couldn’t help but stay and talk. As he chatted with them, he looked around the room and noticed a few things that made him feel more certain that this Doctor Prime is a legit doctor. There was a human skeleton in the corner left between the left doorframe and the water jug, but that wasn’t the center of the attention. It was the frames on the left wall beside the jug. There were certificates of doctorate and medical experties, and some achievements signed officially by the ministries.

“Chief, I’ve finally discovered who stole my physician’s seal.” I played the video on my phone, showing Dr. Tessa Matthews secretly taking the small official stamp from the top of the medicine cabinet while we were busy treating a patient. Tessa’s face drained of color as the evidence played out before her. “Dr. Tessa Matthews has been using my physician’s seal, and I have legal grounds to pursue action against her,” I stated firmly.