100 Novel(s) Related To Dokter

sabi ni general kay Leo. “Yes sir,” sagot ni Leo. Ang mabigat na pakiramdam nila ay biglang nawala ng may kumatok sa pinto at pumasok ang doktor sa kwarto. “Magandang araw po, Mr. General,” pagbati ng doctor sa general at nilingon ang mga bumisita kay general doon ay nakita niya si Jay. Ibinalik niya ang kanyang atensyon sa pasyente.

The pharmacist looks so disgust with the paper that I crumble when I was driving my car out of my frustration. "Look here young lady," I start, "This is a fucking signature from a fucking professional doctor which is Dr. Kerious Ayn." I continue. Her eyes widen and gasp. "S-Sir–" I did not let her to finish her sentence, she does not needed to finish them.

Hindi ko magawang magreklamo lalo pa't hindi ko naman sila kilala. "Doc, ba't ganyan? Ba't hindi ako kilala ng kuya ko?" Anang babae na kanina pa akong tinatawag na kuya. Nilapitan siya ng doctor at kinausap ng masinsinan. Pinagmasdan ko sila hanggang sa matapos silang mag-usap at muli nila akong lapitan. "Hi! My name is Dr. Zandro Almonte and I am your neurologist." Pagpapakilala ng doctor. Tiim bagang ko siyang pinagmasdan. Bago ko siya nagawang sagutin.

she pointed in Tanner and Luke's direction. The Doctor glanced at them and then looked back at her. He released an exasperated sigh and tilted his glasses up. "Although the car accident was rather severe, we were able to stabilize him. Aside from the minor sprains and soft tissue injury, everything is in place" "So he's alright then?" "We did run a few x-ray examinations and the test wasn't a 99.9 percent success. I advise you keep a close eye on him and if anything pops up, he should see a doctor immediately"

The doctor's expression darkened, and he said icily, "Excuse me, please be more careful with what you say. Upon my honor as the royal doctor of Ytalia, I guarantee that these reports are authentic and valid. I also want you to apologize to me at once!" Avery realized that he had been too impulsive in criticizing Ytalia's royal doctor.

Tolu and Susan said, “Welcome,” the doctor says, “and how are you?“ he asked, “We are fine,” Susan and Tolu say, while Amanda watching them, “and this is my friend, Amanda, she is a medical doctor,” Susan says, “Amanda welcome to my office,” the doctor says, “thank you, senior doctor,” Amanda says, “What Is your specialty?“ the doctor asked, “am a gynecologist” Amanda retorted, “Fine,” he says, “have you secured a job?“ the doctor asked,

Doctor said and bowed . ... ... ...

“ Hello , I am the doctor in charge for mr Axel Danados’s analysis and check ups . “ said the female doctor when she entered . Antonio opened his eyes wide in surprise as he looked a the doctor . Axel was also surprised when he looked at her . “ Isn’t Alex my doctor ? “ asked Axel with a cold stare . “ I have known already about your relationship with doctor Alex . Doctor Alex is the golden surgeon and golden doctor of our hospital . Luckily it is our month to collaborate with him and it is an honour . He personally told me to be in charge of you . Can you please be reasonable and cooperate with me ? “ said the doctor . “ What’s your name ? “ asked Axel . “ My name is Ami . “ said doctor Ami looking at the file of the patient . “ Doctor Ami , since you know that I am doctor Axel’s brother then I request for my brother to come and do my check ups . I don’t trust others . “ said Axel .

doctor said. To be continued...

He shook his head. "No. This isn't an interview." Interesting. "Then what exactly is it?" His mouth curved slightly, but there was no warmth behind it. "I simply wanted to meet the doctor everyone has been talking about." I remained silent. "The formidable Doctor who managed to take the life of her own father," he continued. "It's interesting. Doctors are usually known for saving lives." For a moment, I simply looked at him, not because I was surprised. Because I was measuring him. People revealed themselves in small moments. In the words they chose. In the things they tried to make sound innocent.

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 of the people!”

He asked once more to be doubly sure, "The old man in this house is a Doctor?" "Yes sir, and a very renowned one at that," the informant went on. "He is quite a famous doctor and is widely respected and renowned due to his breakthroughs in both western and Oriental Medicine. He's so old now that he ought to be retired but the doctor still teaches and does houses service...." The informant was still going on and on about Doctor Mathias Vernon, that Zaire had to rudely interrupt him. "I don't give a fuck about his life's achievements," he said and the Informant came to an abrupt stop.

A heavy drum beat in my ears. I stepped back and stumbled, the strength leaving my legs, and I fell. The doctor caught me. “Are you okay?” I nodded, not understanding anything. “Breathe,” he instructed. “Slowly. That's it.” I followed his instructions, holding his arm tight. “Is he ever going to recover?” The doctor looked sad. “Honestly,” he said gently, like he was scared I would lose consciousness. “There's every possibility that he will make it.” He was probably telling me that so I didn't lose my mind.

What kind of husband doesn’t know his wife is in a hospital bed, fighting for her life? Handsome, sure. But heartless. I didn’t answer. I just looked at him. He was still wearing a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. “Let me go, Fabio,” I said quietly and touched his wrist. He froze. His brows pulled together, like my voice had thrown him off. Confusion flickered in his eyes, then turned into something else. Disappointment. “Don’t call me Fabio. Since when did you ever call me that? You always called me jerk, remember?”

-zéi : dans la salle d’attente, je lui ai demandé de se reposer un peu il semblait si fatigué -jade : ah ok… mais bon et le docteur il n’est toujours pas passé ? -zéi : non pas encore -chris : il va venir -docteur : bonjour ! -jade : ah ! docteur ! c’est de vous qu’on parlait justement -docteur : je suis là…. Alors vous allez bien? -tous : oui… -docteur : bien -jade : mais docteur elle ne s’est toujours pas réveillé est-ce normal ?

Les murs se resserrent. La porte se rouvre enfin. Un médecin entre, un homme grand au visage grave, les tempes grisonnantes, une blouse blanche trop empesée. Il tient une tablette dans une main et un dossier dans l'autre. Derrière lui, l'infirmière se tient en retrait, les yeux au sol. Elle ne veut pas assister à ça. Elle sait. Mon Dieu, ils savent tous, et moi je ne sais pas, et ce savoir qui flotte dans la pièce est en train de m'étouffer. — Mademoiselle Vane, je suis le docteur Harrison. Comment vous sentez-vous ? Sa voix est une voix de miel empoisonné, une voix qui prépare le terrain.

« Qu'est-ce qui m'est arrivé ? « Ma voix était rauque et hachée. Lucien ouvrit la bouche pour répondre, mais avant qu'il ne puisse parler, la porte s'ouvrit brusquement. Un médecin est entré, son bloc-notes à la main et vêtu de sa blouse blanche. Il m'a souri poliment, mais il n'atteignait pas ses yeux. « Bonjour Lana », dit-il chaleureusement, malgré une certaine formalité dans son ton. « Je suis le docteur Patel. Comment vous sentez-vous ? »

Calmement, il lui dit : -D’abord, vous vous calmez et vous prenez place, mon cher Ehli ! Ce qui fait écarquiller les yeux d’Ehli : et donc, ses soupçons sont vrais, qu’il savait sur la mort de sa femme et depuis tout ce temps, il en garde le silence. KPADENOU, il s’appelle, le docteur, et il est leur docteur. -Donc vous savez sur la mort de ma femme ? C’est effectivement vous qui lui avez fait ces examens sans rien me dire ? demande-t-il en essoufflé.

Roger était sorti avec le docteur en question Docteur : Euuuh monsieur dites-moi qui vous a reçu ? Roger avait montré le dit infirmier du doigt Docteur : OK c'est vous ? Vous pouvez rentrer pour aujourd'hui et demain matin, je vous attends dans mon bureau - Mais docteur Docteur : J'ai l'air de vouloir discuter ? Et vous les autres, transportez cette dame aux urgences très vite...