Doctor’s Rebirth Novels & Stories

Franck came near and took him also from the mother`s arms and hugged several times, saying, “Welcome back on board my boy; my angel. The captain who had longed been away from his crew is back. We all thought at one moment it was all done but you decided to come back to be with us again. Thank you child, thanks.” Embarrassing him harder. The doctor stood and watched the whole family reunite again in gaiety. He knew it was their greatest hope and God has made it happen. He was proud to have been his doctor during these challenging moments. For this tiny family demanded just to live and be happy. A clear prove that money wasn`t everything; for money was just a tool but life was sacred and in th

I was reborn. And I was pregnant. "Congratulations, Madam. Three and a half weeks. It's a miracle—an extremely rare half-blood." The private doctor stared at the blood analysis, his voice trembling with awe. "Such a half-blood is born once in a millennium! His birth will shake the supernatural world!" He reached for his communicator. "I must report to the Lord..." "Put it down." I grabbed his wrist. My voice was flat. Dead. He looked at me in shock.

I managed to croak out. “She's awake!” one of the doctors exclaimed, clearly taken aback. “You've got to be kidding! She's dead! We even detached the life support machine!” Thirst now taking over, I tugged harder on the doctor's clothes, desperate for water. What the hell was wrong with these people? Had they never seen a person who was pronounced dead come back to life? Sheesh. “She said something. I didn't hear properly,” another doctor said. This was becoming tiresome.

What is fake? I began to clutch my head as the pain intensified, my heart monitor began to make noise, and a bunch of doctors entered into my word, the previous one a male doctor and a nurse. “Don't touch me!” I shouted to the male doctor before I lost consciousness. I woke up and looked around. I was still in the hospital, and I was still Jennifer Lyon. A thought suddenly came to my head, but it was too good to be true. Did I rebirth into this body? I asked myself, and everything suddenly made sense.

"The hospital. The lights. The doctor. His voice. His face. His eyes." "What does he say? What does he tell you? What words does he use? What do you hear?" "He says my baby didn't survive. He says there was nothing they could do. He says I should go home and rest. He says I should try to move on. He says I should be grateful I'm alive. He says I'm young. He says I can try again." "But he was wrong. The doctor was wrong. Everything he said was wrong. He was wrong about Noah. He was wrong about everything. Noah survived. He's here. He's alive. He's ours. He's everything. He's proof that the doctor was wrong."

Shanaya suddenly feels someone pulling her hand. “Baby, how are you feeling?” Shanaya questions the child, who is still injured but still comes here. Shanaya takes him in her arms and at that time she remembers her wound which happened due to the attack of that man. The doctor also already see that and tell her to take sit. While her wound is getting treated, the child sits near her and looks towards her with deep eyes. Then he suddenly blows her wound. “Heal Heal,” He said. This is the first-time Shanaya hears his voice, and it makes her heart melt.

"I'll admit, I was a bit worried. I was prepared to jump in and take over if anything happened, but it really was unnecessary. You proved that the Healing Touch isn't just a name, both to the others, and to me. Welcome back, Dr. Reina." Jacob's words and heartfelt praise invigorates me. Housewife Ella Wickham is truly gone, and Ella Reina, doctor and acclaimed surgeon is back. For the first time since the divorce I feel like I'm fully in control of my life, and no surprise visits or sightings of my past marriage can throw me off. George's approval and opinion of me aren't necessary for me to be happy anymore, that ‘love' isn't necessary anymore. It's like a fire is relit inside of me as I re

“What the fuck?” “H-How do you know about my second life?” I blurted, still reeling from the shock of her words. My voice was more than a little shaky as I was barely able to process the fact that this stranger I had never ever met in both of my lives knew something so deeply buried? Like was I dreaming? The Doctor woman—Laura—didn’t even flinch at my shock, Instead, she gave me a calm, almost knowing smile. “You’re not the first person I’ve known to be reborn, Tamara.”

“To be honest with you. I have lived this life once. I know how I died in my past life, who you married and yet somehow that’s changed because I know at some point you die too. So tell me this voice has something to do with that, doesn’t it?” “Whatever you are thinking, it’s all in your head. You are stressed out and…” “That’s not a fucking excuse!” She thunders with a low tone deeper than her normal voice. Sweat beads at my forehead. I look everywhere but thinking of an answer won’t be a lie or truth either. I haven’t been truly honest with her as well. I do know she was reborn because I did come back to life myself. Somehow, after she died, something triggered the rebirth circle.

“I’m sure we’ll meet again. When we do, don’t be a stranger.” He gave a small nod, picked up his jacket, and walked out without looking back. I stood there for a moment, my thoughts tangled, my chest still tight, like something had just shifted and I couldn’t quite name it. I forced myself to move, pushing everything aside. The doctor had said I should rest, but that was not an option for me anymore.