Blind Miracle Doctor Novels & Stories

They only had to wait a few minutes before the doctor came to see her. “Hello, I’m Doctor Jones. I’ve looked over your chart and from what I can tell you are a good candidate for the operation. But it’s my duty to tell you that there’s only a 50-50 chance that it will restore your sight. My question is do you still want to go through with it?”

Maliki added, the smile on the faces of the Dantes vanished as it had quickly came. "What do you mean doctor, won't she be able to walk again?" Mary asked her deepest fear. "I wish that was the case ma'am, but it is not, it is more than that." Doctor Maliki answered. "Then what is it?" James demanded. "She has lost her sight." Maliki finally told them. "I don't get you doctor, please elaborate." "Your daughter Nora is blind, and no, there is no operation that can fix that. My guess was she belabour her head against the rocks many times she fell down the mountain."

A tissue appeared in my palm, Kyle's fingers brushing mine as he placed it there. "If you want me to leave—" he started. "Please." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "Alright." The chair creaked as he stood. "I'll be right outside if you need anything. The nurse's call button is by your right hand." After the door closed softly behind him, I let myself cry properly. The darkness made everything worse somehow. I couldn't even see my own hands as I wiped away tears. At least the doctors were optimistic. Temporary blindness, they'd said. Caused by stress and dangerously high blood pressure. Just needed time and rest and about a dozen different medications to get everything back to normal

This is how the woman has stayed alive. Since when Dmitry was a boy, he would come here, lean on this same wall and watch his mother with a sad eye. Imagining how she would feel if his mother suddenly woke up someday. He had waited so long for a miracle but it never came. The doctor had even advised him to allow the woman to pass to the other end instead of watching her suffer for ages but he just couldn't. The only thing that moves in the woman's body is the eyes. Lately, Dmitry had brought the popular healer of Crying Sun, the blind old man, Mr. Peller to his mother and the man tried all he could, but his mother didn't get better. Turns out both modern science and traditional medicine is u

Struggling to control her emotions, she asked, "Doctor, is there any treatment to promote the recovery of his eyes?" Dr. Jason shook his head. "In Mr. Calvin's case, recovery is mostly natural; treatment won't have much effect. Clinically, there hasn't been a case of permanent blindness from such an injury." He was making it all up! Her husband had perfect eyesight and could easily see her worried expression from the corner of his eye. She was the one who needed her eyes checked for not realizing he was pretending.

The doctors had treated all his wounds, they injected several supplements in him, that'll aid his healing, and now he looked considerably different, from the time, he first arrived at the pack. My mind rolled back to when I first saw Malik from the distance, at the middle of the pack — he was bruised and battered, pale and on the brink of losing his life, and all the grievances I harbored against him, disappeared at once, just as I saw him. Now, he was coughing out loud from his sleep, and Melinda and I didn't know what to do. "Doctor!!!" "Doctor!!" I yelled, at the top of my lungs. "Where's the freaking doctor at???" I bellowed.

Avery stared at Damien; her breath completely hitched in her throat. Was that really an accident? He had aimed the cane with the precision of a sniper. There was no hesitation, no searching sweep of the cane. He had struck the exact millimetre of Elaine's heel needed to off-balance her, right at the exact second Elaine had pinched her. But as she looked at him, Damien simply turned his blind gaze back to her, holding out his arm. His expression was completely blank, the picture of innocent helplessness. No, Avery thought, trying to calm her frantic mind. He’s blind. It had to be a coincidence. He couldn't have seen what she did to me.

And it has gone well, better than anyone expected. This treatment is specifically for trauma-based blindness. Since I had vision before the accident, I qualified. And if trials continue the way they’ve started, it could eventually help people predisposed to blindness genetically. That thought alone makes everything worth it. I text him back quickly. I’ll be there. Thank you. I head to the bathroom, take care of business, and stare at my reflection as I wash my hands. How am I going to pull all of this off? Then my phone starts ringing from the bedroom, of course. I flush, rush out, but miss the call.

He answers. Flashback to the morning, The nurse comes to Sook-Ja's ward to clean up her. She places the bunch of water bottles on the table and starts to clean her. She haltes as Sook-Ja starts moving her fingers. She immediately runs to call the Dr. After a while the doctor comes to check Sook-Ja. She is sitting straight hiding her face in her hands and crying. "Ms. Seong?" The doctor asks gently while approaching her. "l can't see doctor please do something." Her sobs echoed all over the room making the atmosphere chill. "What is happening doctor. What is happening to me?" She cries louder. The doctor sighs and puts her hands on her shoulders. "Ms. Seong. I need you to relax for a second."

Rebecca held out the glass of water, but there was no response from the woman in front of her. "This is the glass, the right side of that arm of yours!" Rebecca said telling the position of the glass, "What's wrong with your eyesight, did they ruin it just like yours?" "Sicily, my name is Sicily. I've been blind since I was 10 years old. Back then my mum omega 2 fought to defend me from Luna's attack. I gave up for the safety of my mum and dad," Sicily explained unprompted. "Hem, then what happened after that?" asked Rebecca.