Baca Komik Medical Return Novels & Stories

He flexed his fingers, feeling a surge of energy ripple through him—energy that he hadn’t felt in weeks. The medical staff had been buzzing with disbelief. Just days ago, Alex had been clinging to life, his body a mere shadow of its former self after the battle that left him in a coma. But now, the signs of his rapid recovery were unmistakable. His once pale skin had regained its healthy tan, and the dullness in his eyes had been replaced with a fierce determination.

The screen showed a lot of information: reports, files and documents. Then she saw a folder. It was locked with a password and was called PROJECT AMARANTH. Elara used the keycard again to get access to the folder. Her mother's picture appeared on the screen. But it was not a picture, it was a special medical diagram. Elara's blood felt cold. The treatment was not a cure, it was not a drug. It was a machine that was being put into her mother's body. Julian was not helping her mother, he was using her body to test a machine.

The only hope I had was this child growing in me, and everytime I felt it kick or move, I knew I wasn't just fighting for me, but to make sure no one else faces such woes by the hands of the so called 'gods'. The castle felt even more lonely as everyone was busy with Hades' war but I had a few friends, there was a maid called Madeline and she was a good person. She was a hundred percent human, why she was a maid in the underworld? She made a deal like yours truly to serve Hades in exchange for waiting for a ray of hope, of anything to heal her heart, and the day she saw me, she knew she had found her ray of hope.....I didn't see what she saw but what I've learnt so far, whatever drives a wom

"You shameless old man! You dare show up at my door and frame me? I don't even have a boyfriend, and you claim I had a baby? Have you ever seen a woman who just gave birth and can still fight like this? Do I look like I just had a baby?" My blows came so fast he was left speechless. Across the hall, my neighbor, Mrs. Marjorie Hale, finally reacted. "That's right! Lynn goes to work every single day. I've never seen her with a pregnant belly! Did he get the wrong person? I recognize him. Isn't he the doctor from that shady clinic on Meadow Street?" Hands on my hips, I shouted, "You filthy crook! Running a sleazy clinic and trying to scam me? Call the cops! Call them!"

POV Ruby I smiled at Wolf as he grabbed my bag. "Are you sure that you want to go back today?" he asked and I nodded. I was released from the hospital a few days ago. I still had crutches but I decided to go back to school. "It's too boring here." I complained and he smirked. "I could always just stay with you. I'm sure that we'd find something exciting to do." he whispered in my ear. I shivered and shook my head.

I clicked the article. Breaking News: As of yesterday, patients who took the miracle drug for chronic eczema five years ago are experiencing the same symptoms again. These individuals claimed the drug cured them, and medical personnel assumed the illness was eradicated. Now after five years, many of these patients report the exact symptoms they faced before diagnosis. Experts are questioning whether the cure was merely temporary or if something went wrong during formula production.

I said. She finally relaxed after hearing that. She was probably just scared that I would ask for money again. I told them I was going on a business trip for a month. My dad waved me off and said, “Stick with your boss and work hard. Joan’s recovery will require more money.” My mom nodded too. However, on my first day back at work after the trip, I collapsed. At that time, my parents were throwing a party to celebrate Joan’s recovery. They did not answer the hospital’s or my boss’s calls.

I asked. Bennett’s eyes settled on me. “They’ve flagged a secondary dataset embedded in the archive.” My attention sharpened. “What kind of dataset?” “Medical.” The word landed differently. Heavier. Closer. My grip on the notebook tightened slightly. “Define medical.” Bennett didn’t hesitate. “Patient histories. Genetic profiles. Long-term tracking.” Silence. Then— “How many?” Jaxon asked. Bennett glanced at the file in her hand. “More than we expected.”

After Elodie returned to the real world, it took a while for her to accept that she'd returned to reality. The events with John felt like a dream, yet no matter what, she could not forget them. "Host, your mission reward has been deposited in your account, so you can live the rest of your life without any problems. Go and live your life the way you want." The system's voice appeared out of nowhere, and Elodie nodded. "Also, there's someone who wants to see you, so I've arranged for you to meet."

He brought his legs up to the couch and turned his back to the waiting room and the rest of the frigging universe. The third email made him smile. It was from the head of the LA Squad. As usual, she wanted to know when they would be back home, so she could put up a signing with the local soldiers. She was a funny mental case that followed them since before their first album, and she never abused her privilege of direct communication with him.