Medical Genius Novels & Stories

“She’s my goddess! Clean, precise cuts, and she even thanked the staff—gahhh, I’m dying of love!” “The difference between me and a genius… sob... I’d be shaking like a leaf in that situation!” “I heard she’s only in her twenties! A master of both research and clinical work—international leaders basically treat her like royalty!” “No kidding. I’m over here pulling my hair out over a thesis!” “Miss Q’s won practically every medical award out there—including the Nobel Prize!” “Don’t forget the world’s official evaluation of her: ‘The only person who can out-logic God.’”

How could such a mediocre child get into Legendary Youth Academy? Jenson changed his words. “But Jens inherited my daddy’s genius gene. He has a super memory and can memorize everything at a single glance. Apart from communication difficulties, there are almost no other shortcomings.” Hearing these words, Monster stopped paying attention to Jenson. “Such hasty last-minute efforts, what kind of abilities could he have possibly learned?”

Titus sighed. "Dr. Genius, you're finally willing to come back home with my grandson. I remember meeting you long ago and finding you incredibly talented and interesting. Little did I know you were the poor child from the Carver family." No one in Janovin knew Titus had met Aria long ago, nor that she was the only person he referred to as a genius doctor. If the CEOs who had left earlier discovered that Aria was the legendary Dr. Whiz, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.

Lee, then left with Alexander. Nick watched them leave. Once they disappeared at the end of the corridor, he asked Dr. Lee, "Dr. Lee, what happened in there just now?" Otherwise, how could it make a psychologist so flustered? Dr. Lee patted his chest with lingering fear, "This kid is too clever. I almost got hypnotized by him just now. Anyone who can hypnotize a psychologist definitely doesn't have depression." Thinking about the scene just now sent shivers down his spine.

The reality of it all confuses him to the point that his headache goes up another notch and he visibly grimaces. “Of course!" It suddenly clicks in his mind. “Joseph Lewis is a frigging genius neuroscientist. Manipulating the brain is top on his chart.” Andrew figures that the latter must have had one of his men shoot him with some sort of hallucinogen. Or perhaps it was the landing bay's air, he remembers the bay smelled weird just before the attack- neither of those things is anything hard for a scientist of Joseph’s calibre to pull off. God, I'm a genius in my own right, he smiles at his own deductive reasoning. If only Mia can see me now.