The Doctor Nikki Sloane Novels & Stories

Doctor Dolores tried to touch Nicko’s shoulder, who was still sitting on the chair. He tries to give peace to the husband of his patient. More precisely, she intends to return to tease Nicko. The statement about his wife’s sexual function was really a breeze for Doctor Dolores. She had longed for someone like Nicko for a long time. Her appearance is not bad, moreover her profession as a specialist doctor who is quite respected at a young age adds to his perfection.

she said. Doctor Abigail Newton, a 35-year-old female doctor with thin glasses, is Anna's senior pediatrician. Brown hair, wide eyes of beautiful light blue, and pink lips that are slightly thick and parted look sexy. Her body is tall and slender, with a full chest. She is one of the single female doctors who many of her colleagues approach at this hospital. "What's the case, Abby? I'd be happy to help you, is it an emergency case?" asked Anna effectively, she was always nimble in anything.

The doctor asked as she walked to Nikki who’s face now had a little smile on it. “Please come with me doctor” Nikki said as she led the doctor into the room. I stood outside the room as I folded my hands against my chest, taking it out later on to run my fingers through my hair. Why was I so worried about Ariana? What was it that was so special about her that made me want to kill Dave because he had dared to lay a finger on her?

But my mind couldn't register anything else beyond the pain in her voice and the sharpness of her cries. “ Have you thought of a name yet, Aaron Devinsky?!” She yelled. The nurses chuckled and from the wrinkling of the skin by the sides of the doctor's eyes, I could tell he was clearly amused. He has a mask on, and accompanying eye glasses. By the way, I had doubts of his expertise when I met him on glasses. The panic in my heart had taken the back seat in fear that if I rejected him, Nicki might collapse in my arms. Mad, right?

His body arched off the table. Nothing. "Again! Clear!" This time the monitor beeped. Irregular, but there. I exhaled and my hands finally started shaking. The door opened and a woman walked in. Tall, elegant, wearing heels that cost more than my rent. "Dr. Rosabella Romano. Neurosurgeon." Her eyes scanned the wound. "L1 vertebra. Clean stabilization work. You know what you're doing." "Can you fix it?" "Here? No. But I can prevent further damage until we relocate him.

Sloane slowly sat up in bed, still trembling slightly, but her gaze was alert, cautious, watchful. The doctor opened his folder but didn't look inside. He already knew what he needed to say. "I'm not one hundred percent certain yet, but it's very likely that... there's a completely different consequence we've overlooked in recent weeks. Something we don't fully understand yet, but the implications... require special attention." Silence settled over the room again. Lennox listened, tense. Sloane went completely still. But the doctor didn't say it. Not yet. He just held onto his folder and added quietly:

This is a different side I’m experiencing, and I’m glad for the chance. Nikki kept shooing me out of the way for the first couple of hours. She swore I was invading her space, but I kept catching her smile or blush. Once she got used to my presence, she went about her normal duties with little commentary. I became the perfect shadow, only asking questions when absolutely needed. I didn’t want to bombard her with a bunch of chit-chat. Nikki is so smart, and she’s so compassionate. I can see why so many pack members love coming to see her, children included. She has always been the favored pack doctor. Nikki truly cares for her patients, which shows in everything she does.

the doctor called her from the entrance, cutting the teary moment off. Sloane quickly turned and got off the bed. “Doctor," she responded while wiping tears off her face. “Good morning, ma'am. Please, I would love to see you in my office." The doctor left and they followed him into his office. While Sloane was seated, Carlo chose to stand. "Please, go on,” Sloane said. "What was your call about?” The doctor stole a glance at Carlo. Sloane understood the situation and cut in. "Please, you can speak freely,” she said. "He is my husband.”

"Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again." The bystanders around them were gossiping as to who this person is. "The director knows him. Who do you think he is?" whispers one nurse to the other. "I don't know either." "It's lovely seeing you again too, Dr. Aster." Staring at the man with a sweat-soaked shirt. Celeste then faced the crowd and said, "Everyone, this our new colleague, Dr. Clive Aster. Now go back to your workstations and attend to the patients."

Mrs Sloan questioned rudely as Mr Smith hissed furiously . " You do not address me by my name Sloan , I am not in any way your mate besides being a doctor doesn't mean I deal with battered bodies Madam " Doctor Smith sneered as Mrs Sloan glared at him in fury . " How dare you address me by name ? Do you know who you are speaking to ? I am the wife of Mr Brookes one of the leading companies in New York City so you have no right to question me,you are just a mere doctor " Sloan remarked rudely as Mr Smith eyes shot in fury as he furrowed his brows , " Did you just call me a mere doctor, do you know how many successful operations I have done, I think it's best to keep your mouth shut because if