Medical Genius Novels & Stories

It seems that Magnus has been able to jump from body to body, riding around in the back of the minds of others that he had created or somehow modified. "Fisher Pharma had its hands in a lot of pies," my mother explains. "So naturally he had spies everywhere, but yes, his ability to be his own spy was a unique talent that he had spent centuries perfecting. Once upon a time, we might have called it magic. Now we call it science." Carefully the brain is lifted from the skull and severed from its connection to the spinal cord and then delicately, Angelica removes every diode and panel and sets them aside for closer examination later.

He could not be sure if it was the smell of perfume or just shampoo. “Congratulations!” After Quincy sat down, she flashed James a bright smile and said, “I heard from Callan that he’s an unrivaled genius who crossed into the seventh rank before the age of forty. Even so, he was almost a hundred years ago when he became an eighth-rank grandmaster. Meanwhile, you managed to become one before turning thirty. Considering how young you are when you crossed into the eighth rank and your strong vitality, you’ll have no problem living two hundred years.”

She nodded, and turned on her heels. "Who do you think is the genius?" Scott asked, and turn to him. They both stare at each other, thinking of it could be, until Alex responded. "The girls." He responded, and Scott eyes widened.

He mumbled but it was enough for me to hear it. It's your fault why you didn't. My mind said that. They said regret is always in the end. Regret will never come first. It's purposely come late as always. "He only acted like a child before he turned a year old. I still don't understand but the development of his brain is too fast...it's too fast that the word genius can already be labeled as an understatement." I told him a story. No matter how much I think that he got it because of the combination of me and Elijah, it's still hard to believe. Is there anyone in the world at three years old who can easily solve a difficult calculus problem? No one right? Even the great mathematicians enjoyed

#MiracleDoctor and #BrilliantRosa dominated trends, echoed in languages from Mandarin to Spanish, Arabic to Portuguese. Amid the global attention, Master Ye’s eyes never left Arla-Rosa’s achievements displayed on the screens. His voice, calm but full of unshakable certainty, carried across the room. “Remember this, young ones,” he said to Cedric and Prince Miguel, who had joined via a secure feed. “Genius is not flaunted, it is proven. And when it is proven, no lie, no scheme, no imposter can erase it.”

I was a genius with an IQ of 180. Even so, I had always kept a low profile. Standing out just made me a target, so I never did. I was good at math, physics, chemistry, biology, astronomy, programming, quantum entanglement, and computer science. I spoke twenty-seven languages. I had mastered everything. When it came time for the SATs, I controlled my score precisely. I finished exactly ten points above the cutoff for an elite university. By “sheer luck,” I snagged the last spot. My classmates were all top students from every corner of the country. All of them looked down on me. They called me the “waitlist wonder,” the “lucky leftover,” and the “bare minimum.” I just smiled and never

For two years of high school, I tutored the entire class for free. My classmates remembered everything I had done for them, and they were grateful. Then, halfway through senior year, a transfer student arrived. "Two years of tutoring, and your grades are still stuck in the middle. That only proves your tutor is useless!" Selene Chevalier remarked. Right after that, she posted her own report card from Enasteri High School. She had scored near-perfect marks in every subjects. Selene: [I've always believed in balancing work and rest. I never waste time on things that don't pay off. Look at me. I relax and have fun every single day, and I still get scores like these. If nobody minds, I'll t

he muttered to himself. "You know, Ms. Garcia, I'm quite disappointed," Mr. Hadrian said with a heavy sigh. "I went through your files, and I discovered that you're an exceptional student at SVC. In fact, I saw your test results from the entrance exam the other day. They were remarkable, especially your IQ test result of 170. Did you know you're considered a genius?" He looked at her with a heavy gaze, his brows knitted in sadness. “I heard you're living alone."

I finish my studies and return to the company, only to find my wife, Sophia Cooper, holding a wedding ceremony with her assistant, Robert Miller. Sophia asks me to give them a wedding gift. "It's our big day, so don't be a cheapskate. Give us at least ten grand." I stand rooted to the spot. If memory serves, it's actually our fifth wedding anniversary today. "Is this some kind of joke? Cut it out—" I force myself to come up with an excuse for them. Robert cuts me off contemptuously. "Ms. Cooper promised me that if I could provide the company with a new miracle drug, she'd put on a wedding gown and marry me. Now, place your wedding gift on the left, and help yourself to the divorce agr

“Shh, they're just two books, surely you don't have a problem with that, do you?” The books Professor Nelson dumped on the were indeed large. Each copy was as big as three Oxford Dictionaries joined together. “The essence of being an expert in your field requires lots of hardwork. And these are what prepares one for the real world! This is Stage Four, the Mental Fortitude Test. If you're able to read all these books and memorise the content in your head by Friday night, then you should be considered a genius among geniuses. Get to work!” If someone had forewarned Anderson about the sweat of being a genius, “for the sake of revenge”, he would probably never have believed it.