Doctor Genius Novels & Stories

“What kind of doctor are you?” “Oh, Doctor MacIntyre is one of the best consulting neurologists in the country,” Sam Innis said. “Believe me, ma’am, if you have any questions about how the brain works, this is the man to ask.” Annie was thunderstruck. “A neurologist?” “I know, right?” Jax produced a grin of his own at the look on her face. “He’s as brainy as hell – and yes, that was an intentional pun.”

Later he continues his study abroad and becomes a famous doctor. One day, his friend, who is a psychiatrist, tells him a story about his patient. His friend's patient damaged her brain when she had an accident and mentally ill. She didn't smile, cry, angry she was living but yet dead. The strange thing about this patient is that she was extremely bright. She can finish an advanced-level chemistry question. Later this patient becomes a famous chemist among fellows doctors in the city. When he heard this, Da Ren becomes curious. But it's not like he would come to another city only to feed his curiosity.

Was he, in any way, insinuating that his boss was going to die? He had to butt in; he just had to say something. "What must we do, doctor? What must we do to save my boss? There has to be a solution" he panicked. The doctor's face fell, and when he raised it again, he gazed straight into Justin's eyes. "There is indeed a solution. Only one surgeon has been able to successfully remove damaged brain cells and cause the regeneration of new ones. She is the world's best surgeon." "Where can we find this doctor?" Justin finally spoke, a sense of urgency laced in his words.

Geo was surprised when Dexter wanted to inject a large dose of anesthetic, even though he knew very well that the anesthetic used only a little was enough to have an effect. "What do you know! Shut up. I'm a doctor, and I'm experienced." Dexter felt his pride at stake as the man stopped his task. "I'm a neurologist! What year did you become a doctor? You look so arrogant." Geo smiled with a smirk. Did he think the man in front of him was all that great? Dexten was surprised when the man pulled out his identification card. To be honest, this man named Geo was more senior than him, so Dexten started to be careful when stitching Geo's wound.

"Dr. Lutz, why do you insist on competing with my mentor? If he were to hear your question, he'd do everything in his power just to compete with you again." "I'll have you know that I'm not worried about that possibility. He's not here, after all." Maisie changed the topic. "But then again, you didn't call me here just for a tea party, did you?" "You're bright, I'll give you that. Someone visited our hospital today. He's a genius who's been conducting intensive research on neurology. You know this person well. Do you want to meet him later?" "Oh? I know that person?" Maisie's interest was piqued thanks to that statement.

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

He cleared his throat and looked at me sternly, “We just wanted to know if… if there is… You had something to say about the rumours.” I raised an eyebrow and looked at all of them. This had to be some sort of joke. “I have been a model surgeon since the beginning of my residency and the start of my tenure as attending at John Hopkins,” I said, “I am known for operating on cases that experienced doctors in the field deem inoperable. The last surgery I performed was in Texas on conjoined twins who are doing very well even now. So what? You just dismissed my years of expertise? Because someone sent a report that I may have had schizophrenia when I was nine years old?”

Zhang Clan is one of the richest powerhouses in the country. A family of respectable doctors and generals. Dean is the grandson of the ruthless General Jin Zhan, who was known to be a war god in his young years. He's a widely known genius, the second son of Dr. Sean Zhang (Neurosurgeon), and Dr. Aurora Yang (Paediatricsurgeon). Because he was a prodigy, he was able to master all types of surgeries. After studying abroad, he volunteered for medical missions around the globe. Then returned to the country and worked in one of their hospitals.

"Wait, isn't that man beside her Dr. Xyl Infantes?" "What?" Denver snatched his mother's phone aggressively. "Denver!" "It can't be." "But it is, isn't it. He's the CEO of Hope Hospital Chain, specialized in cancer patients. I heard he was also a neurosurgeon. And his best friend Grace is also a neurosurgeon. Wow." Denver felt even more annoyed by his mother's explanation, so he just left. "If you hadn't refused the conference, right? Then you'll blame me. You're such a good child," his mother shouted before he entered his room.

Shouldn’t he have the solution to such a tiny matter? Doctor Rene could not tolerate his straight piercing gaze and lowered his gaze. Yohan Dixon came to him and the doctor shuddered. “ I want her treated anyhow otherwise I will be the only reason for the quit of your career." It was the original Yohan Dixon whose personality resembled with mafia head. The doctor’s throat dried when he heard such a warning. “Mr Dixon, forgive me. I currently am in research on how to deal with such a disease. I will find a way to cure it. Till then, she will be under observation.”