Blind Miracle Doctor Novels & Stories

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

The urgency in his voice had chilled her more than the cold night. Thankfully, one of her friends—an off-the-grid doctor—owed her a favor. Z had survived the crash. But not without consequence. He had lost his sight. The first few weeks were hard. He fought it, angry and broken. It took Jade time, patience, and a stubborn kind of kindness to win his trust. “I promise you, we will find a way to bring your vision back,” she told him one night, her voice steady with quiet conviction. Jade wasn’t rich. She was juggling jobs to put herself through school. But a human life was more important than anything else. Without hesitation, she decided to put her education on hold and save money for Z’s sur

But the responsibility that Minerva demands of her will for Argus after the child is born, as Minerva asks at this time. “I don't want to go to the doctor alone. You understand that very well." Minerva had so much experience seeing doctors of different specialties that she was fed up with the words. See a doctor or come to the hospital. Her record of medical cases was already well known among doctors until her big family bothered to cover this up, as a result of which Minerva also came under pressure from the family. Rumors would begin to circulate that Minerva always seemed to be in control of ob gyn section.

“Oh, doctor. Just say that he will be alright. That’s all I want to hear.” “Well, that is the obvious. But what I bring now is…” the doctor started paging through the papers in his hand. “We’ve um… We’ve run several tests on him and…” he was looking for a specific page. “Um,” he finally found it between the pack, “And we realised that he wasn’t born blind, was he?” “Oh, um. No. No, he was not.” “Good, we’re still trying to find out what happened to him, but what we can tell you so far is that his blindness is due to exposure to some toxic chemicals. We’ve sent out a report to the municipality to—”

The doctor said checking the notepad in his hand. "Tell me, doctor, what is it?" Claudia inquired. "Well, I don't want you to worry too much but the blunt force of the accident had injured your husband's eyes and had damaged his optic nerve! He may be blind." The doctor finally said and Claudia wondered if she had heard the doctor right. "What, what exactly do you mean by that doctor?" Claudia asked perplexed. "I'm so sorry!" The doctor simply said. "Doctor, isn't there anything else you can do? Surgery, whatever it takes to make my husband see again." Claudia asked.

I run as fast as I could toward her, tackling her out of the way, just as it goes off in my face. "She's stable, chances of her having her sight are slim to none," I hear a doctor say quietly in my room. I groan, opening my eyes, but I'm in total darkness. I feel someone next to me and the doctor says, "Her pupils aren't responding, I'm sorry." "What's going on," I ask freaking out, machines around me going off. "Why can't I see?" "Sweetheart, please calm down," my mother's soothing voice says next to me as she takes my hand.

“We are here,” Drake remarked, leading her into the biggest room in the mansion. Unfortunately, Luna couldn’t notice that though. “I’ll show you around,” he smiled softly, offering his hand to her. For a moment, it felt strange for him to offer a hand. ‘Does he know my weakness?’ she thought, and a series of quivers ran under her skin. She couldn’t even imagine what would happen if someone discovered that she was blind. “I’ll walk by myself. Thank you,” Luna hesitated. She really didn’t want to get caught in her act.

That’s when I heard a door open and close somewhere nearby—but no one spoke. “H-Hello? Is anyone there?” I called out. After a moment, a soft clearing of the throat. “I take it you’ve realized your condition, Miss Mortez?” The voice was calm, professional—likely a doctor or nurse. “Am I really blind?” I asked, my hands trembling in my lap. “For the time being, yes. But there’s good news—it isn’t permanent. We expect your sight to return fully within a year, possibly sooner.” Within a year. I let out a small breath of relief, but the worry lingered. A whole year without seeing… who would care for me?

Just then, my phone vibrated. “This is your doctor, Mr. Maxwell.” The words hit harder than any question had. Then it hit me I was so supposed to check in a few days back about the possibility of getting my sight back. “If you do not report within the next twelve hours, the window passes. There will be nothing more we can do for your sight.” The call ended. I sat there, surrounded by darkness, realizing that while I had been fighting to save my marriage, my company, my wife… I might be losing the last chance to see ever.

She said with a bow. "How are you doing?".He asked. "Am fine sir".She said smiling and he was staring confusedly at her. "Is something wrong with her eyes?".He asked. "Yes, Dad, Isadora can't see with her eyes". Andrew said and Mr. Frank was surprised. He took her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap. "How did it happen? Was she blind from birth?".He asked her mother. "No, sir, it happened a month ago, but the doctor said her sight can be regained once there is a Donor".She explained and Mr.Frank felt pity.