Novel & Cerita Blind Miracle Doctor

The words on the document blur through the sudden tears filling my eyes. MEDICAL SPONSORSHIP APPROVED. FULL COVERAGE. My fingers tremble harder. Tears of joy flood my eyes as reality hits me. This is real. It’s no prank. A miracle really did happen to me after all! “Doctor…” I swallow hard, lifting watery eyes toward him. “Who is the benefactor?”

“Sometimes… when blind people’s eyes try really hard to work again, they bleed a little. It’s like they’re fighting to see. The doctors are helping that fight.” “Really?” Her face lit up with hope. “Is he going to see? Will he be able to see us soon?” “I hope so, sweetheart.” I looked away for a second, swallowing the lump in my throat, then turned back and patted her hair gently. “I really hope so.” Evening came too slowly. The next day had slipped in without me noticing, and I still hadn’t seen Zeden or the so-called doctor. My patience finally snapped. I stood up, ready to storm that hallway without permission, when the door creaked open.

Greenblatt was quick to say, “There is one. But when it comes to your eyes you’ve got a long, uphill battle. First we must monitor the progress of your healing. Then we’ll focus on rebuilding what we can. We won’t know if permanent blindness is the fact of the matter for weeks or perhaps months. But at that time you will have options.” “What options could I possibly have if I’m truly blind?” she demanded, her voice hitching with emotion in her throat. “It’s possible,” Nate interjected so that Dr. Greenblatt wouldn’t be able to muddy the waters with medical terms. “We could put you on the donor list for an eye transplant.” “However, finding a match,” Dr. Greenblatt went on, “could be a long a

Luckily, Michael reminded her, or else she might end up talking nonsense again. Although Edward James did not see Clara, the woman sitting with him saw her. The woman looked straight at Clara when she was still looking at him. It startled Clara. On the contrary, her body began to heat up and her mood was uneasy as if she had just been caught by the woman doing her bad deeds. “I thought you said you’d heard of Edward James, so you should know.” Clara wanted to forget what had just happened, so she talked to Michael. “Know what?” “Edward James is a blind man. He’s blind so he can’t see me.”

My lips pulled into a frown as I reached up to touch my eyes, and just like he had said, there was nothing obstructing my view, in fact the bandages were a few inches above my eyebrows. “You came in with some minor fractures and broken limbs, you are healing nicely, but your leg will need a few months along with physiotherapy to heal completely, also…” I barely heard a word he said as he droned on, still in distress about my inability to see. It was as if I had a blackout while everybody else was perfectly fine. “Is something the matter?” The doctor asked, obviously sensing that something was wrong. I blinked my eyes repeatedly, but nothing changed, all I saw was darkness.

Again she was out. The next time she woke up, it was in a big room, to beeping. A slow ache was all over her body, but she felt light. Happy? She couldn't follow a train of thought but she did know one thing, she still couldn't see from her right eye. Thought could she? It was dark, but she could sense specks of light coming through from somewhere. She raised her hands to touch her face and felt something. Cotton? Paper? Something was on it to hide her vision. “Kyle, she is up!” she heard Madison say.

The nurse left and the doctor walked in again, this time he sensed that the patient was now back to normal and can breath well, he checked the patient very well before he finally took off the oxygen mask on the patient, he was about to leave when he felt something, he thought he saw the patient’s finger moved so he stood back to confirm if he saw right, the patients finger moved again, and his eyes lit up in excitement, he rush closer to the patience and stood And slowly, he watched as the patient slowly opened her eyes, “Why is it so dark…..” The patient muttered in a cracked voice, “Don’t worry take it slow, your vision will clear in few minutes” The doctor muttered and waited patiently…….

A lump formed in my throat and I spoke without guarding my words, “I thought Reza had woken up. Are you telling us that she is actually dead?” The doctor’s eyes widened and he shook his head, “Oh no. She is alive.” Vasilios took my hand in his, the frown on his face appearing ominous. “Then what is it? What could you not tell Reya?” The doctor glanced down the hallway to where Reya and her mate stood before his eyes returned to us. “Alpha Vasilios, the patient - Reza - she’s blind.”

And as I drifted off to sleep once more, I knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, I would face them head-on, with courage and determination burning bright within my soul. I stirred from the depths of sleep, the haze of unconsciousness slowly receding as awareness returned to me. The soft murmur of voices drifted through the room, mingling with the dim light that filtered through the windows. Blinking against the drowsiness that still clung to me, I struggled to focus on the figures before me. The pack doctor stood at the foot of my bed, his expression grave as he examined me with a critical eye. His questions came in a steady stream, each one probing deeper than the last as he sought to

If it weren't for my boyfriend, Michael Rivera, and my best friend, Laura, I'd never have gotten over the hurdle. My boyfriend, especially, worked himself to the bone just to get enough money for my treatment. Although I couldn't see him, his voice sounded perpetually tired. When Kiara came to me about a certain… job, I felt a weight getting lifted off my shoulders. It was a weird job with a weirder name: blind spectator. Laura said it was an easy job though, and it paid well. I just had to pass the interview. So, I decided to give it a go.