Dr Don の小説・ストーリー

I said, glancing at the stack of files waiting for me. "He claimed it was urgent." I went quiet. Sandra had never exaggerated anything in her entire time working with me. If she considered something urgent, then it probably was. "Let him in," I finally said. I ended the call and immediately shifted back into the version of myself everyone knew. Dr. Karma Kuntz. Calm, Controlled, and Untouchable. I sat behind my desk and waited. A soft knock sounded at the door. "Come in." The man who stepped inside looked to be in his late forties or early fifties. There were lines around his face, the kind that came from years of stress rather than age. His expression was neutral, almost deliberately so.

Soft light filtered through the blinds. The door opened. A female doctor entered, her white coat crisp and her expression kind but professional. “I see you’re awake,” she said softly. She checked the electrocardiogram monitor, her eyes scanning the lines before she turned to me. “You gave us quite a scare.” “What happened?” I rasped, trying to push myself up. She placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Easy. Your body is still healing. Rest now.” I nodded weakly and sank back against the pillows.

Whatever he had in hand decided my future. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ “Power isn’t taken—it’s claimed, and I claim you.” ~ IL Don Dante.

The man replied, "Of course! If I'm not mistaken, this pill should be Ozryn. It is made from potent poisons. However, it has curative properties that could heal Mr. Felton's illness." Faye didn't expect this old man to recognize the pill. She turned to Roy in surprise. Roy said, "Ms. Faye, this man is Dr. Clint Duncan. He is a renowned physician from Benevolent Medical Clinic in Jorn City. I had him treat Felton's illness when he was younger. Dr. Duncan is a miracle doctor who saved Felton's life when he was a child."

“Outrageous! What are you doing?!” A serious-looking doctor in his 50s rushed over. As soon as he left the operating room, he heard someone using dry needling to resurrect someone from the dead. He was so frightened that he rushed over. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the other party poking a needle into a fatal point! “Dr. Stein, you're here!” Everyone exclaimed and made way for the other party. His full name was Goddard Stein, a well-known traditional medicine practitioner in Rhineville. More coincidentally, he was Preston’s uncle.

"Mr. Frankton, this is Dr. Troy Layton, the deputy chief of our hospital. Just so you know, chief, Mr. Frankton is a real miracle worker!" Laura was utterly worshipful toward Frank after having seen him in action, not holding back her praise at all.

His voice, laced with authority, cut through the silence, "Who is this?" Tracy's response was humble, almost tinged with a hint of fear, as she averted her gaze from the doctor's piercing eyes. "He's the new janitor," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. A heavy silence descended upon the room, magnifying the tension that hung in the air. Drak stood tall, his expression guarded, as Doctor Hale slowly rose from his chair. Closing the distance between them, he approached Drak with purpose, his eyes locked on the bandage that encircled Drak's head.