Doutor の小説・ストーリー

Dans le bureau du Docteur Docteur : Comment avez vous connu cette femme Odilon : Bah dans l'entreprise ou je travail.. I y a un problème ? Docteur : Avez vs fait des examens préalable ? Odilon: Non non... Elle a l'air en forme.... Docteur : Oui oui mais ce enfant vient pour tout arrêter. Le médecin lui tend les résultats du test d'életrophorèse. Après lecture. Il mit les deux mains sur sa tête et ne savait plus quoi faire........

His brows pulled together almost immediately. “Have you taken anything outside your prescribed medication?” he asked casually, too casually. “No,” Damien replied. “I take what I’m told.” The doctor hummed, scrolling through his tablet. “Your vitals are… inconsistent.” Damien let out a short laugh. “That doesn’t sound comforting.” “It’s not alarming,” the doctor said quickly, then paused. “But it is confusing.” Confusing. Damien watched the man’s face closely. Doctors always told the truth with their eyes first.

Volatile thoughts surrounded both Creed and Colt until Dio broke the silence with his calm voice. "Please wait here, gentlemen, Dr. Howard Adler will be joining you soon!" As soon as Dio uttered this, Colt opened his mouth again. "Mr. Dio! Would you mind giving us some background about Mr. Howard's profession? To be honest, we don't even have an idea why exactly we were called here?" "Dr. Howard is an ex-surgeon! He is also an entrepreneur who owns this establishment in bhu-lok for business purposes!" "I see!" Colt asked with a polite smile, "Do you also have some idea about why he wants to meet us? I mean, it must be a nuisance to take out time for us in such a busy schedule…"

He stepped forward and fired off two shots—one in each head of the men I’d injured. Domenico nodded. “Thank you, Santiago.” He took a step forward, but before he could take another, his legs gave out and he crashed to the marble floor. “Fuck.” Santiago rushed forward and called the others over. They got him to his feet and walked him out to the car. “Miss,” Santiago said as I watched in horror as Domenico’s strength spilled out of him. My gaze moved away from him to Santiago. “Get him to a doctor. Fast.”

Squinting my eyes to get a clear view of the redhead's face, I froze when the face became clear. No. Freaking. Way. "Excuse me Doctor, who is that lady over there?" I asked, interrupting the conversation. "Oh, that's our new cardiologist, Doctor Giordana," he replied. Rob and I glanced at each other, then where she stood and back to the Doctor. "Is there a problem?" The doctor asked. "No, nothing, just carry on," I said. Some minutes later, we concluded the discussion and excused ourselves. "Did you see her or have I started hallucinating?" I asked Rob as we stepped out of the ward.

His deep voice reverberated and they sounded sincere enough. But something hold Maya that this man was not sorry at all. "My name is Doctor Alexander Grey but you can call me Professor Grey." He pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose, looking at each student in turn. "We only have a few minutes before this class will be over so I'll try and rush things."

"That's enough, Mr. Lourde. Dr. Clef graduated with high honors from Horvad Medical School. He just finished his doctorate. It shouldn't be a problem." A tall, slender woman next to him comforted him with confidence.

Drugged. ***********

I just thought of Doom. Hoping that Doom will show up tonight.

‘That’s what I thought,’ he remarked with a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Him and his Alpha’s superiority! “There’s indeed someone else’s scent -” “Whose scent is it?” Dalton cut him off. “I can’t figure it out. It’s too vague.” The pack scout stood up and dusted his pants. Dalton knelt down on one knee and got close to the bottle of antiseptic. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath of the scent. His nose twitched as though overwhelmed by the different scents mixed together.