Doctor's Rebirth Wiki Novels & Stories

“Dr. Moreno spent all night in the lab. He’s been working on a cure for your mate.” What? What is with this doctor? He looks intimidating in many ways, but he does care for his patient. I wonder what his deal is? I am starting to wonder if I should worry. I pushed my thoughts away for now. “That is very kind of him.” “He is the best doctor I’ve ever seen. Even after a year on sabbatical, he comes back and doesn’t need time to catch up with anything. It was like he stepped back into routine and kept it moving. He really is a gifted doctor. We are lucky to have him back.”

“Your body, your spirit, your blood. They are not ordinary. But such gifts always come at a cost.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” She stepped closer. “The birth tore something inside of you. Not physically, not in a way sutures or salves can heal. Something deeper. They were too strong. Too rare.” I tried to swallow, but my throat was dry. “You’re saying I can’t… have children again.” The silence that followed was answer enough. I turned my face away. The doctor stepped back. “Your body needs time. We can’t say if—”

Knowing that she had been there to save my life only to get hers sniffed away. “I assure you Miss Jessica is fine. Please, my office,” the doctor insisted I didn’t have much of a choice as I followed him to his office to hear what he had to say. “Okay, what’s wrong? What’s going on because I want to see my wife,” I said, tears stinging my eyes. The doctor frowned. “I didn’t know she was your wife. Then in that case, I guess I’ll start with the good news first,” he said.

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

AlIRA’S POV The doctor’s question did not register immediately. It just hung in the air like something unreal. I stared at him, certain I had heard wrong. My fingers tightened around the edge of the hospital bed. “What did you say?” The doctor did not look amused. His expression remained calm for someone who had just asked a question capable of stopping my heart. He adjusted the file in his hand and repeated himself slowly. “I asked... How long have you been reborn?” For a second, I forgot how to breathe.

The doctor cleared ”is throat and stared at both parents before he began; he took in a deep breath before he started. “You know, at first, we lost your son,” he said calmly. “We lost him, and we felt so terrible about that. I had just come out to inform you guys about your son’s demise when one of the nurses called me and informed me he was moving.” The doctor began and the couples listened kinly. “Then, I rushed into the ward, and true to her words, your son was truly alive. I can promise you that throughout my 35 years as a doctor, I haven’t recorded this kind of miracle; it was incredible,” the doctor said with a smile.

“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.”

The doctor later came back to check on Rebekah to see if she was fully healed and to discharge her. While Rebekah was about to be discharged, she got curious and asked the doctor, "How I'm I alive?".

I asked. The nurse turned pale at the mention of the Doctor's name. “Dr. Romero, Ma'am? He's no longer connected to the hospital. He resigned five years ago,” she replied nervously. My eyebrows furrowed. He resigned five years ago? “I'm sorry, that can't be right. He was the doctor who was on duty when I gave birth here five years ago. I'm Annika Reign Ferrer, and my son died five years ago. If you could— I mean, I just want to talk to Dr. Romero,” I almost begged.

Baby Zetty said, “I can feel the patient’s pain, but I can’t heal the patient—whether it’s your body or your mind. And as a doctor, I feel guilty. I hate myself for being too weak. I’m sorry.” The living fossil’s eyes gradually changed from cold to warm. “So this is what a doctor should be like.” He suddenly felt that his heart seemed so much younger and he was back at that carefree age. At that time, he was precisely like Baby Zetty—one who cherished the entire world.