Novel & Cerita Doctor Genius

Therefore, he simply shook his head as he said, “He is not getting any better. I have already sent him back to the Webb family mansion in Sudbury.” Cain hurriedly replied, “Mr. Webb, I know that a genius doctor has recently arrived in Aurous Hill. It is rumored that he has extremely superb medical skills. He used to treat a lot of wealthy and powerful people in Eastcliff and Raventon! Why don’t you seek his help to administer treatment for Kian?” “Oh?” Donald put down his chopsticks before he hurriedly asked, “Who is this genius doctor you are talking about? What is his name?” Cain hurriedly replied, “He is a reputable and well-known doctor, Dr. Anthony Simmons. It is said that his medical s

It was better to know, but at least she didn’t have to make any decisions or figure out her next step until she discovered for certain if her father had kidnapped her from her birth parents. Her impression of it being a business office was reinforced when they entered, finding the few people visible in the lobby milling around wearing suits rather than scrubs. They all looked perfectly coiffed and professional, leading North to lean closer to Carol and whisper, “What kind of doctor is this?” “Dr. Douglas is a highly-gifted geneticist, Nar—North.” Carol pasted on a smile as though to smooth over the lapse on her name. “I’m sure you’ll just adore him.”

“I mean – if I’m not being too nosy.” “Not being nosy at all,” he said cheerfully. “You’re making conversation and hell, I know what you do.” “True.” “I’m a doctor,” he said. “Private practice now.” Jo stared at this man who wouldn’t look out of place on a magazine cover or catwalk, tried to imagine him strolling around in a white coat and with a stethoscope dangling around his neck. She utterly failed. “A doctor?” “Yep.” “Mac is actually one of the top neurologists in the country,” Zoe said. “In crazy demand too, so he travels all over doing consultations on the hardest cases, the ones that hospitals can’t handle.”

Even though the red haired man was addressing Master Vernon, he had his gaze fixed on him, which Damien thought was odd. "I am Dr. Adrian Scholes," he said, turning his attention towards the old man as he gave a slight bow in greetiing, "A pediatric geneticist and hematologist. I was recently to invited Oakcrest City Hospital as a consulting specialist for complex cases, and im intensely honoree to be able to meet you in person, Master." Master Vernon was nodding politely as Adrian finished his speech. There was a hint of fascination in the old man's eyes as he stretched out his hand to Adrian for a handshake, "A geneticist and hematology, hmm. Quite the fear for someone so young as yourself

But, we knew we had to be serious because the doctor himself looked so serious. It could be seen that the doctor was also a polite one, the one with chivalry. It was quite rare for a scientist to have that kind of chivalry or should I say ancient chivalry. Most scientists with a genius brains would also be arrogant. But not this doctor, I smelled something ancient and something noble, though there was one mist that clouded my judgment. One bad thing was that I didn’t know what it was. Since there was only one, it was going to be easy to find it.

Not only was he childhood friends with Jerome and personal doctor, he was a renowned doctor in the country who was good at what he does. At the age of 14 he graduated from Harvard with a degree that shocked the entire nation and made its way to the Guinness book of record. The entire world paid close attention to the kid and was a medical genius and of course he lived up to name and indeed became a medical genius, every single person wants to be treated by him. Reluctantly, I let him guide me out of the hospital. “Secure the building and make sure no one is taking pictures this time around..” He instructed his guards with a stern expression.

Bruce My personal doctor, Dr. Richard Brooks, was one of the top three most famous doctors in London. His specialty was internal medicine but with additional training in cardiology, emergency medicine and longevity medicine. He was the one I was going to meet today. The drive to his office was long and boring. I could feel Natasha judging me silently and somehow, I wanted to prove her wrong. I hoped it wasn’t Alzheimer though. That one had no cure. Dr. Richard took us in excitedly and he informed me that he had booked a session with the best psychiatrist in his hospital.

“If you insist, I can consult some of my colleagues. They’re top specialists in genetic degenerative conditions.” “Do it,” Chris said immediately. The doctor nodded and excused himself. When he left, Chris dropped into a chair, rubbing his temples. “You should’ve told me earlier.” “And what would you have done?” I asked softly. “There’s no cure, Chris.” “I would’ve tried,” he said. “You know me. I don’t stop trying.” I smiled faintly. “I know.” An hour later, the doctor returned. He looked tired, his eyes darting nervously between us.

Even if she had some resentment toward him, she still wished him well. If he were to leave this world so soon, she would feel like something was missing. The doctor did mention another option. That was to have the world's most renowned neurosurgeon perform the surgery. Considering the difficulty of the surgery, only that medical genius could possibly handle the operation. However, with the doctor's fame and expertise, it wasn't easy to enlist their help. Many people had spent a fortune trying to contact the doctor but none succeeded. Leslie also used all her connections to try to reach this genius doctor. However, there was still no news after all this time.