About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does everyone leave San Juan Clinic so quickly after their check-ups?’ With a knowing smile, an old neighbor replied, 'They're not leaving fast—they're just going for fresh air! The doctor there has such strong prescriptions that patients need to get some oxygen outside.' Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another quirky San Juan Clinic story.
2. Late one night, an exhausted nurse locked up San Juan Health Station and walked home. Passing by the clinic’s parking lot, she noticed something odd—a small note taped to the door read: ‘Please return all lost dreams here.’ Curious, she peered inside and saw nothing but a dimly lit room with old medical equipment. On her way out, she spotted an envelope on the counter. Inside was a crumpled piece of paper with just one word: 'Napkins.' Turns out, someone had accidentally left their napkin from dinner.
3. One day, after closing hours, a curious neighborhood cat began sneaking into San Juan Health Station through an open window. Each night, it would quietly wander among the empty beds, until one evening the receptionist noticed its strange routine. Finally, the receptionist decided to follow the cat one night and discovered that it was leading her to a hidden stash of donuts in the staff kitchen. From then on, whenever anyone came for a check-up, they’d hear stories about ‘the mysterious doctor who always brings fresh pastries.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to San Juan Health Station with a box of bandages. As he stepped out, he noticed something odd: the parking lot was lit by an eerie glow that seemed to come from inside the clinic. Curious, he approached the entrance and heard soft music coming from within. Inside, everything was bathed in warm light, and on the reception desk sat an old man reading a newspaper. ‘Looking for these?’ he asked, handing over the bandages without even glancing up. The delivery driver nodded, took his stuff, and left. Months later, when someone mentioned the place again, everyone just smiled and said, “Oh, that’s where they keep the best bandages around.”