Novel & Cerita This Is Calm And Its Doctor

"I must've eaten something bad. My stomach is in terrible pain." He shook his head and impatiently said, "We ate the same thing, and all of us are fine. Why are you the only one with a stomachache? There are no hospitals out here in the village, so stop making a fuss, will you?" I was disappointed, but then Paige said, "There's an old traditional medicine doctor in the village. We always go to him when we're sick. He's better than doctors in the city. "His name is Chad, and he lives at the west end of the village. When you get there, just say that I sent you."

I can't go to your ex-husband about this. Her response came immediately. I know it seems weird but Mia, he's literally the best at what he does. And I trust him. We're still friends, we talk all the time. He knows I'd only refer people I care about. His practice is in the medical district, very professional. The website says sliding scale payments. Please just look at his info. You don't have to do anything with it. She sent a link. Dr. Vincent Kane, Kane Women's Health Center.

But real. The doctor smiled lightly. “That’s normal after trauma.” Too quick. Too smooth. Yichen stepped forward. Closing the distance. “Is it?” The doctor looked at him. Calm. Unbothered. “Of course.” But something underneath that calm— was off. Yichen’s phone vibrated. Both of them froze. He didn’t look away. Not from the doctor. Not this time. He slowly took out his phone. Opened the message. A photo appeared. His eyes darkened instantly.

Cali froze before she could speak calmly. "Ah doctor! Can we leave that for some other time? I guess the patient can't handle hearing anything yet as she is still recuperating. We can tell that to her when she comes back for her check up again." Cali specified. The doctor looked at me before looking at Cali. I guess she understood what Cali said and she nodded. "Sure! We will see you after a week. Please don't stress out and always check your emotions." The doctor responded. Cali smiled.

“No!!! There was a fire, I heard gunshots and Someone called me…” My voice breaks. Dante grips my shoulder, grounding me. “Look at me.” I force my eyes to meet his. “Breathe,” he says quietly. “Slowly.” He demonstrates, steady and deliberate. I follow, my lungs burning as I drag in air. Gradually, the panic eases enough that I’m no longer gasping. The door opens behind him. The family doctor steps inside, calm and composed, dressed in a dark suit. He approaches the bed, his tone measured.

Caelum held my hand and continued to rub my back as the doctor checked my vitals. I start to calm down, but still stressed that everyone has been awakened by my situation. "Her pulse is fast, Your Highness, and her blood pressure has gone up. But I believe she will be fine, just let her relax," the doctor told Caelum, putting his stethoscope away. To me, he said: "Breathe deeply, my lady. Then hold it in for five seconds…and exhale for another five. Just keep doing that. Do you feel better now?"

her words calmed me down and I was grateful that she took out her time to say those comforting words to me. I put down the phone and was about to go when it started ringing and this time it was the doctor. I quickly picked it up and he asked me what the problem was and panic laced my voice as I explained the sudden turn of events, my mind racing with unanswered questions. He reassured me and told me to relax as he was on his way and I tried to stay calm. Within hours, Dr. Reynolds arrived, his expression grave yet compassionate. As he conducted a thorough examination, Jax's frustration and anxiety were palpable. I held his hand tightly, offering what little reassurance I could as we awaited

he asked with deep concern outlined on his features. Kalmia opened her mouth to say something just as the doctor entered the room. "Good day, sir," Doctor Frederick greeted, his eyes scanning through the assembly. "Good afternoon, doctor," said Mr. Jude, getting to his feet to shake hands. "Please, doctor, tell us about her condition," asked Mr. Stanley firmly but politely. Doctor Frederick cleared his throat and nodded. "Kalmia has been recovering wonderfully. She's responding to her treatment." "And what about her mental state?"

She deserves something good after everything she lost. And now… My hands curl into fists at my sides, my breathing steady but controlled. She deserves better. Better than what she had. Better than what she’s been given so far. And I swear to myself right then… I’ll be that for her no matter what. Hours pass and then finally the door opens and doctor steps out. Both Anita and I move at the same time. “Doctor?” “Is she okay?” He raises a hand slightly, signaling for calm. “Please,” he says gently. “Try to stay calm.”

I said calmly. They looked at me with doubt beclouding their eyes. It was evident that they didn’t believe me, but there was no way I would say something negative to make the situation more tense. I cared about them, more than I would like to admit. “What did the doctor say that was wrong exactly?” I asked calmly. Both mother and Elizabeth exchanged pale stricken looks. I looked at the both of them calmly, hoping that they would relax under my care. I wasn’t sure that it would happen like that, but still slightly hopeful.