The Doctor Is Out Mga Nobela at Kwento

I needed to know that what was going on with Noah. He was behaving totally weird all of a sudden. Something was not right and I needed to know immediately. So I tried my best to excuse the doctor away from us. "Thanks for all the information doctor. And thanks for trying your best," "No problem. Let me know if you have any more issues or concern you want to share with me," "We will," The doctor nodded, "Well if you excuse me then," With that, the doctor slipped past right us.

The doctor noticed and his face paled. “B-but given the circumstances here, we could possibly release you tomorrow morning” he said quickly while eyeing Gunner. “Oh, not today? I really do feel just fine. I swear” I said, shifting my gaze between Gunner and the doctor. “I ah, I-I I’ll see what I can do” Doctor Tenner stuttered before quickly turning and exiting the room. I looked at Gunner and he quickly turned his head away from me. “What’s going on?” I asked confused.

The doctor shrugs. “It’s too early to tell. She’s not yet in recovery,” the doctor responds. At that point the doctor leaves. “You could be a little less obvious that you want her out,”Sophia tells Henry. Henry rubs the back of his head. “I didn’t mean it like that,”Henry says.

“You can’t keep doing this.” “Doing what?” “Shutting everyone out,” she said. “You act like you don’t need anyone.” I looked at her, too tired for a fight. “You done?” Her mouth opened, but before she could speak again, the door opened. The doctor walked in with a small file, his white coat brushing against the edge of the door. “Good morning, Mr. De Luca,” he said, smiling politely. “How are you feeling today?” “Like someone ran me over twice,” I said dryly.

No one aside from my siblings knows about this, not even my beta. "You can keep hiding it from her. We have the doctors working on her, and I believe she'd be fine with time," Clause tries to say, but none of his words are being processed. A knock on the door from the door snaps out attention. The door slid open after Clasuse had granted permission to come in. Axel and the doctor walked in. "How is she?" The doctor asks. "No changes are happening. God damnit! You were asked to do one job, and my god, you're"

This was bad! Surprisingly, the doctor didn’t say a word, didn’t even move an inch but watched Richie for a while, seemingly confused about what to say to him. “Did you take your meds?” The doctor asked suddenly, his voice was slightly different now, and was thick with a new emotion that had not been in it earlier. Richie felt bad. “Yes I did.” Richie replied. “Okay.” He said and turned to leave. “I’ll come check back on you later, for now I’d advise that you rest.” The doctor said and then walked out of the room without sparing another glance backwards.

A nudge at my side jolts me out of my reverie. I lift my eyes off the screen and find Clementine, one of my colleagues, gazing at me with concern. “Are you okay, Honey? You zoned out a bit,” she asks. I nod frantically. Then she nods too. Still unconvinced. But she nods. Her gaze flicks to the intercom buzzing on the counter. “Doctor called for you now,” she says quietly. I frown. “Did he say the reason?” She shrugs, eyes already back on her computer. I nod.

I was about to answer her when the doctor walked into the room with two nurses behind him. “Good evening, Mr and Mrs Collins. We are going to do a little check up on her.” The doctor who looked like an older version of Shawn Mendes, said. Either he deliberately ignored me or he didn’t notice that I was in the room. Was I that small? “Check her vitals first.” He told the nurses who immediately moved into action. One held a book for recording while the other one checked mom. “Doc, what is the reason why she isn’t responding to treatment?” I asked the doctor. He turned to face me and looked like he didn’t know someone else was in the room with my parents.

The doctor lifted his eyebrow. “ Doctor, hmm, can I meet her?” “ No, I won't permit you. Listen, young man, I don't know what relationship you have with her, but at the moment, I am her doctor, and I will not permit you as her wound is still fresh and susceptible to infection. I am sorry.” The doctor went away. Arjun came back. We were about to go to the waiting room when all of a sudden, a nurse came out. She was panicking.

I begged. The Doctor, who looked to be in his early twenties sighed. His curls were a bit messy and he had bags under his eyes, He looked like he could use some rest but now was not the time. Not while my sister was dying. “Look ma’am, I know you are worried about your sister, but right now, my shift is over. I need to leave. Another doctor will be here in a while and the nurses will take care of her, alright?” He asked in a calm tone, His Italian accent still thick and heavy underneath his words.