Romans & histoires Story Of Doctor Stranger

He just came in today and rushed to the patient immediately. When the City Hospital's director heard the commotion, she immediately went to the Emergency Room to check the situation. She was stunned when she saw a familiar face. ".." Clive Aster. A well-known Emergency Doctor, Neuro and Cardiac Surgeon. Her Ex-Husband. "Welcome Dr. Clive Aster! Welcome to the City Hospital." says director Celeste Klatt. Celeste shook Clive's hand and gave him a light kiss on the cheeks. "Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again."

Even some people would go crazy if they were in Eros' position. "Are you interested in Eros?" asked the stranger while squinting his eyes suspiciously, without any shame Laura nodded her head slowly and her smile widened. "Yes, I'm interested."

He sighed, gesturing to his three men to stand by, “Right. Sorry. I’ll be right here. If anything’s wrong, I’m coming inside, doctor.” She walked to the entrance, her hand trembling as she rested it against the doorknob. She could hear unfamiliar voices coming from inside. But who? She calmed herself, pulling herself together. Right when she pulled open the door, two strangers appeared right in front of her, looking startled. They froze. She observed the blonde hair, noted the blue eyes and obviously the suits and she impassively said, “I see you invited yourselves in. I can’t have you leave that soon.”

The stranger unbeknownst to me was sitting, granted she fidgeted every now and again, wincing and prying the doctor's hand away from her head, swearing beneath her breath; but she was mine. My mate. A part of me wanted to tear her away from Gale, snarl and threaten her not to come closer. But I knew better, fought against my instincts to do anything but maintain my distance. I knew nothing about this woman, for all we knew this could've just been a plot to get her here- into our community. I couldn't give in to my based instincts. "How does it look?" I ask the doctor. She shrugged still moving to bandage the girl's wound.

“I like to find out if there are any serial killers in the areas I visit.” “Okay, neither of us was alive at that time, and I thought you didn't like to travel.” He poked holes in his stories. “A. He could still be alive and killing as I texted. B. This is the first time I am doing this and I hit the jackpot. I mean Clown face? He is a legend.” His eyes glazed over. “That’s so worrying that you're touting this kid killer as a legend. You know that you're a total stranger to me, right?”

“He is not your father. And your mother never told you because she was afraid of what would happen if the truth came out. Especially to you.” My pulse ricocheted against my ribs. My palms burned. I tasted fear like metal in my mouth. “Stop,” I whispered. “Stop saying things that do not make sense. My mother would never hide something like that.” “She hid it from everyone,” he said. “To protect you from the man who tried to claim you.” The doctor stiffened. “Sir, this is highly inappropriate. And we cannot delay declaring a time of—” “She is not dead,” the stranger said firmly, looking straight at the doctor. “Not legally. Not until her daughter opens the directive.”

The stranger spoke again. "So she has no one." "No immediate family," the doctor replied. "Only an aunt who is currently hospitalized." "I see." Silence filled the room once more. Then the stranger asked another question. "What kind of person is she?" The doctor smiled faintly. "Kind." "Very kind." "I've known of her for years." "She always put others before herself." "Patients remembered her kindness." "Students admired her." "And everyone who met her spoke highly of her." My tears flowed even faster.

"I've contacted a friend to ask for help from a famous doctor. I don't need Sebastian. Me? Beg him? Dream on!" "Famous doctor? Who?" Whitney asked in confusion. Shannon crossed her arms and raised her chin proudly. "Dr. Jay Sherlot from Uruxand! I heard that he's only in his 30s, and he's well-known globally. He has published many journals internationally and is a popular doctor in many medical institutions. There's nobody Jay can't cure in Uruxand." Whitney's face changed, as she had heard about Jay Sherlot before. He was indeed a famous doctor and had made significant contributions to the medical field.

It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known. “What the hell I’m doing. It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known in my life. Damn! Why would I waste my time helping a totally stranger woman.” He whispered and he stood up and was about to leave when a doctor came out from the room where the woman they helped was. “ Mr. Richard the woman you brought here is stabled now and out of danger. She is still unconscious due to the trauma she had been in her head. But don’t you worry I assure you that she will regain her consciousness within twenty four hours.” the doctor said.

He asked pleadingly. I tried to talk, but my tongue refused to cooperate, so I just nodded my head. "Thank you, Yesha; I promise to love you for the rest of my life," he added. "And I love you so much, Xavier Fajardo," I eventually whispered, closing my eyes as I watched his face advancing, and when I felt his lips, I felt like I'd just won the lottery because the man I loved, loves me back. From this day forward, a better future awaits Xavier and me, the stranger who stole my virginity.