Doctor Ramsey 소설 & 이야기

she continued, already dialing a number, “I’m calling my doctor—Dr. Drake Ramoray.” The name alone sent a ripple of shock through me. Dr. Drake Ramoray wasn’t just any doctor—he was the doctor. The richest, most exclusive physician in the entire United States. He only treated millionaires and billionaires, his services coming with a price tag so high that even the wealthiest had to think twice before calling him. He was known for his groundbreaking treatments, cutting-edge medical techniques, and a reputation so elite that getting an appointment with him was nearly impossible unless you were someone who had a private jet parked in their backyard.

“No. Excuse yourself. You’ve been doing nothing but harming your daughter and you don’t deserve to say who she can or cannot be friends with.” The woman huffed, about to open her mouth to protest, only to be interrupted by Emmie’s doctor. “Hello. I’m Doctor Emery. Are you Ramsay?” “Yes,” the boy nodded, his voice changing from disgusted to respectful and worried. “Is she okay?” “She wants to see you. Do you have time to stay here for the day?” “Yeah, of course,” he immediately exhaled, planning on texting Ani or Mateo later to make them take his shift in the bar.

Doctor Harrison stepped forward, extending his hand for a handshake. "I'm Doctor Michael Harrison. I own the Harrison Stroke and Rehabilitation Center." Ramon stared down at the man's outstretched hand. His pupils tightened. He wanted to ignore him, but the man was elderly, and he had also heard of Doctor Harrison's center. Ramon had learned about it while looking for a specialist for Tony. "I'm Ramon Holloway," he managed to respond through clenched teeth as he shook his hand. They had barely released their handshake when Dimitri's voice cut through.

And just like that, the moment shattered because we both remembered everything. The silence afterward turned awkward fast. Luckily, the doctor entered before anyone could drown in it. “Good afternoon,” Dr. Ramirez said gently. “I wanted to discuss treatment options.” Davison immediately groaned. “More needles?” “Not right now,” the doctor assured him. Davison narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “That sounds fake.” The doctor smiled. “You’re a tough critic.” While Davison distracted himself with pudding, the doctor motioned for the three of us to step outside.

But the prestige of being a respectable family makes them reluctant to admit their mistakes. “What do you know?” Sue asked. Suddenly, Grandma’s door opened. A black-haired doctor came in and showed a sweet and friendly smile. It was Dolores Ryan, the Windsor family’s personal physician. This beautiful doctor seemed to be a breaker of tensions that occurred in the Windsor family. Damian, who had been silent for a long time, walked closer and greeted the doctor who had just arrived. “Thank you for coming here, doctor. We really need your help,” Damian said, trying to get attention.

She’ll probably blame herself constantly, and she’ll hate herself even more for not telling Kai sooner. Speaking of Kai, she wondered where he was. He probably didn’t see her passed out earlier, which was good. She still hasn’t gotten the courage to tell him. “Mrs. Laurent, this is Dr. Ramirez,” A man probably in his late thirties entered the hospital room. “Mrs. Laurent,” He nodded a little bit to regard her presence. Ellyse stifled a smile, sitting up again. “Dr. Ramirez, it’s nice to meet you,” she said.

I nodding in understanding then asked “Is my parents here?” Doc Ramsey smiled at me as she picked up my chart at the end of the table “They’re in the waiting room with what appears to be half the bloody school. You’ll be taken to a normal room after we’ve drained most of the infection then they can see you. I’ll go speak to them quickly, get these documents signed and then it shouldn’t be too long.” She said and winked at me before turning to another nurse and said “Prep for surgery, clear my schedule for the next two hours, I’ll personally take care of this one.”

she replied "Let us meet here again about the sane time tommorow for part of your money" "Alright" __ Dr Ryan was in his office thumbing through a medical report in a relaxed manner after the late morning rush hour,When his office door clicked open He did not Care to look up with the opening of the door,knowing pretty well that it was supposed to be one of the nurses He had earlier instructed the nurses that he wanted a thirty minutes break after which he would start seeing patients again,whose numbers had decreased so much He felt the presence of whosoever it was coming round his table,He looked up to see who it was

His attitude softened further towards his mother. "Mrs. Amber Valley, i am sorry to tell you that, there is not a single doctor in this world who could make this better. If there is a sliver of hope for the Boss, then its Mrs. Volcov. Only she could do something about his leg. She is a very talented doctor" Raymond shared the truth. Wesley smiled sarcastically.

“Good afternoon, please, I need to contact Dr. Mateo Ramirez. He asked the nurse at the front desk, remembering the last name he had seen embroidered on the doctor's coat. The woman looked at him in surprise, blushing, and typed on her computer. "I'm sorry, Dr. Ramirez is not on duty today. "I know, but I need to contact you, it's an emergency. Edan clarified, very seriously. "I'm sorry, it's not possible, but I could refer you to another doctor who's on call." The nurse tried to solve it. "No, you don't understand me. He said, clenching his jaw. "I should contact Dr. Ramirez right now; he must have a contact or something..." "That information is confidential and the doctor is not available,