Unscramble Doctor Mga Nobela at Kwento

The doctor did not deny it. Instead he said, “In some interpretations, yes.” Silence. Anna stepped closer. “I am not a function,” she said quietly. The doctor looked at her for a moment. Then said, “That depends on who is reading you.” Silence. Anna felt something tighten in her chest. “That is not medicine,” she said. “No,” he replied. “It is architecture.” Silence. She frowned. “Architecture of what?” The doctor hesitated. Longer this time. Then said quietly,

Before I could fully rise, a doctor stepped forward and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Easy there,” he said calmly. “You need to rest. Both for your sake and the baby’s sake.” I froze. My heart skipped a beat. “Baby?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. “What do you mean baby?” The doctor exchanged a quick look with the nurse before turning back to me. His expression was serious but kind. “Your baby,” he replied. I stared at him like he had grown two heads. “I don’t have a baby.”

“Are you sure this has nothing to do with that doctor lady?” Argh, bastard.

A man in a white coat stepped out. Mr. Green rushed forward. “Doctor, how is she?” The man exhaled heavily but said nothing. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I stormed to him and grabbed his coat. “Say something!” My fists clenched into the fabric, shaking him. “Whoa, whoa!” He threw his hands up, trembling. “Dan, let him go!” Mom shouted, and I released him instantly, fuming, terrified of the words about to leave his lips. The doctor straightened his coat and adjusted his glasses. “My name is Dr. Frost,” he said, extending a hand. The gesture only made my blood boil hotter.

I was still in the dark. What did you do, Normani?

I frowned as he averted his eyes. "Doctor Vina." Tita uttered. I stood up when the doctor approached. Even Arnaiz and I approached us to find out if the doctor had anything to say. She forced a smile. He looks kind but I don't know why there is something inside me that is not comfortable when I see him. Is there any wrong with her? Or maybe I have a problem with it? "I'm just here to check your vital signs. But you don't have to worry because just after a few days, he can be discharged."

He asked, frustrated that the doctor was let off the hook so easily. "No, Dolph, get him out of here," Lucas replied flatly. "Ugh, get up you chump," Dolph said and heaved the doctor up effortlessly and led him out of the room. "Here, you can have the bottle, there's little Scotch left."

The doctor nodded. Fuck no!

I answered nervously. "I already scanned your information and I find your experiences and capabilities worthy to be part of my team. Well, other people may find me the best, but I still consider myself as a Doctor who aspires to explore my knowledge and strengthens my expertise more. So, I only have one question for you, Ms. Navarro." He said then cleared his throat. "G-go on, Doc. I'm l-listening," I nervously said. "Why did you choose to be in a medical field when all of the opportunities are behind your back already? I mean, I was pertaining to your parents. I heard their best engineers." He said.

I knew perfectly well they were trying to keep an eye on me, and honestly, that was exactly the effect I wanted. At 12:55 p.m., one of the staff members pointed to a seat by the window. “Dr. Lane, have a seat. If you need anything, let us know. We’ll come by periodically to check.” With that, they shut the door behind them. The moment the records room door slammed shut, I grabbed the doctor's code of conduct handbook from the desk and began reciting it at the top of my lungs. “Article One! Doctors must possess sound professional ethics and medical competency, uphold their principles, and fulfil the sacred duty of preventing illness, treating disease, saving lives, and protecting the health o