Dr Don の小説・ストーリー

[NEW YORK, CAIUS' HOUSE] "And when is the appointment?" "A month from now," Doctor Frat replied from the background. "You've handled the necessary things, right?" Lorraine asked, tracing her finger along Drex's face. "I've spoken with the doctor. He's from Chinese, and is based there as well. I've also confirmed that he knows his work. Trust me when I say he's the best doctor for the surgery. Doctor Chen is his name, you can look him up on the internet."

greeted Doctor Carlisle with a polite, kind smile. “This is my colleague,” he turned to the other doctor, “Doctor Reinhardt who’s a specialist in neurology.” “Pleased to make your acquaintance,” said Draven with a small nod. He tended to speak in an incredibly formal manner whenever he was being nervous and this was one of the occasions. “Likewise, Mr. Summers,” replied Doctor Reinhardt.

he said, raising an arm around the closest person to him, which just happened to be Drake, "magnificently bald specimen of man is Drake Taylor. He happens to a very talented lawyer, so if anyone suffers a sex related injury tonight, he's the man to talk to." "Aren't you the doctor?" someone from the crowd called through the laughter. "Yeah, but if you need a doctor for a sex related injury, you've got bigger problems," he said, drawing a laugh. He turned and stepped towards Molly. "This exceptionally sexy thing is Molly, Drake's much, much better half," he said, drawing a laugh from both groups. "Molly is an RN in her professional life, so I guess she can assist me in fixing these sex relate

Don was here himself but his question and expression didn’t show that he was aware of what transpired. “Don, the donor is in a coma.” Karen paled instantly, being the only one aware of Roger’s plans. “Excuse me? What are you talking about? The donor is my husband and he isn’t even here yet.” The atmosphere tensed up with all gazes pinned on the doctor, he felt like he was dipped into a pot of hot soup, afraid of what Don Gio might do to him. “He…he re….” The doctor stammered, losing his balance and collapsing to the floor.

Suddenly, his student, Sebastian, stepped forward and said coldly, “Duncan Techman, was it? You are here in Herbal Spring but you don’t know who my master is? “Dr. Hoffman Wright, one of the three greatest doctors in West State! This is him, in the flesh!” He looked at Duncan with disdain. He had been following Dr. Wright around and got the chance to meet the wealthy and powerful. He really did not care about the son of some gangster boss. “One of the three greatest doctors in West State, Dr. Hoffman Wright?” Duncan looked at his men. “Have you guys heard of him?” “Yeah!” The men nodded repeatedly and one of them said, “I heard Blackie was crippled and no hospitals were able to treat him, so

Sepertinya malam ini akan ramai ceritanya. "Hei." Janu menyalami mereka satu per satu dan saling bertegur sapa. Ada lima orang yang duduk di sana dan ternyata dokter semua. Mereka bekerja di rumah sakit yang berbeda, jadi tidak saling mengenal. Ada yang masih dokter umum, ada juga yang sudah spesialis seperti dirinya. "Nah, komplit udah. Lu pesen makanan gih. Kita semua udah. Tinggal nunggu dianterin," kata Abraham.

"Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again." The bystanders around them were gossiping as to who this person is. "The director knows him. Who do you think he is?" whispers one nurse to the other. "I don't know either." "It's lovely seeing you again too, Dr. Aster." Staring at the man with a sweat-soaked shirt. Celeste then faced the crowd and said, "Everyone, this our new colleague, Dr. Clive Aster. Now go back to your workstations and attend to the patients."

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

he gestured to the table filled with a variety of snacks. Adriel shook her head. "Everything's alright, grandpa. I'm fine with everything here. By the way," she said, glancing at the new person standing on their balcony. "Who's that woman?" she asked. "Oh, that's Doctor Dorothy," he said. "She's someone I know from when I was handling a hospital. She's the greatest OB-GYN in the entire country, so I called her over here. Fortunately, she doesn't live that far from here, so she's able to arrive today.

“Do you think Donovan has a hand in this?” I heard Vadirr ask as I gently pushed open the door to the room Draven was in, with Duron behind me. The two men turned to face me, Draven’s eyes darkening as they met mine. He was seated with nothing but his trousers on. His chest was bare, and his left arm bandaged, but asides from that, there was nothing else to indicate that he’d just suffered a gun injury. In fact, he looked even more handsome with his hair falling over his face.