Miracle Doctor Novels & Stories

the doctor said. The Hollands nodded, they both were by Mileena side, hearing bones cracking and Mileena screams. It hurt her parents that they wish they can take the pain away from Mileena. In their heart they believe that the moon goddess had done this for a purpose. The question, what will it be?

Seeing her face lighten up in a jolly mood and still jumping around in my mother's work clothes got me close to feeling nauseous. "I am..." "Elizabeth Rain Airlea, I know. You are Lord Hades' doctor, I have heard so much about you!" It hits me again then, that I was still talking to a goddess and it surprised me more than my meeting witn Zeus since maybe I had enough of the majority male population. "Are you really that capable in black magic though?" This broke off my smile in weird angels. "I don't understand what you mean by that?" She shrugs telling me matter of factly of the rumours circulating around Olympus. "Its been going around that you are highly skilled in medicine and dark voodo

“It's nothing short of a miracle. Santiago's condition was critical, but somehow… he's improving rapidly. It's truly remarkable.” Ricardo's eyes widened in disbelief. “A miracle? But how is that possible? What changed?” He was agitated and wanted to know what happened to his son. The doctor sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I wish I had answers for you, Mr. Romero. Sometimes, in medicine, we witness things that defy explanation. All we can do is be grateful and hopeful for the future.” “We'll keep an eye on him and run more tests just in case of another relapse,” the doctor added and Ricardo nodded, Ricardo's mind whirled with a mix of emotions, confusion, he returned to Santiago's r

Follow me on I*: @crissaautora Hope you like it! A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE - MY PERVERTED DOCTOR RICARDO‘S POV If I could imagine the twist that would turn my life, maybe I would have thought twice before deciding to go back to Brazil. After living for eight years in Canada, the geographical and cultural differences became evident as Soon as I set foot at Rio de Janeiro airport. I didn't expect anyone to show up for me, but to my surprise, she was there: Alice, my beloved little sister. The only thing I thought about, throughout the flight, was hugging her and saying everything would be okay. But I knew you wouldn't. The cancer that had anathetised in Dad's liver had returned. I was a doctor and I

"Do you even know the identity of the legend who's about to heal you?" I blinked. Before I could answer, he continued excitedly. "He's what people call the Miracle Doctor. Surgery is his specialty. Anything that requires fixing. Anything requiring reconstruction..." "Anything needing perfect realignment...he does it." Doctor Grant practically looked like an obsessed fan. Those kinds that stalked Kpop stars. "His basic consultation f*e is one million dollars." My eyes widened. For the first time since entering the hospital, the pain in my arm momentarily disappeared from my thoughts. "One million dollars?"

His eyes met mine, pleading and hopeful. “Please come back,” Miracle said, her voice soft and sincere. “We need you.I need you. You're the best doctor there is and you're the only one who can make me feel better. Please come back" I swallowed hard, glancing between her and Lucas. My heart was torn. I wanted to believe her, to trust her words, but the wounds of the past were still fresh. And then there was Lucas. What if he somehow managed to convince her to do this, but then again, this is Miracle we're talking about. She's not one to bow to pressure, that knowledge was enough to reassure me that maybe this was genuine

My door is opened and the driver pulls me out and leads me inside to a room where I can change and clean myself before entering the outdated operating theater. My mind is in an uproar. Why would someone have all these things in their home, ready to use? Are the persons in scrubs medical personnel? But I don’t have the luxury to wallow in these thoughts. There is an injured man that needs my knowledge and expertise to survive and I’ll be damned before I give up on saving him. And I present to you, Alessio Peccati. A handsome devil, gorgeous enough to make every man jealous and to make every woman need a dry pair of panties.

I asked him, but he remonstrated with me. "Being a doctor is really hard, and I am not really proud of everything I've done when I was a doctor. I wanted to move forward and open a new chapter in my life. Every shits happened when I was a doctor. I know that it's not in the profession, but it will always remind me that I have hurt and affected people. It's time to move forward and start a new life." He pinches my nose and acts like he wants to bite me.

the doctor replied with a strained calmness, nodding and beaming a smile before darting out of the operating room. Elena’s worry deepened as she glanced at the remaining nurses, their obliviousness adding to her apprehension. Minutes later, the doctor hurried back into the room, evoking a furrowed brow of concern from Elena. “What’s wrong, doctor?” Elena’s worry etched onto her face and various thoughts roamed her mind while her chest tightened and became heavier. “Do you believe in God and miracles?” The doctor’s smile softened his words as he looked at Elena. Elena narrowed her eyes, shaking her head dumbfoundedly. “No, I don’t believe in anything like that.” The loss of her parents had sh

Beds that moments before had held death now held breath. One doctor clutched his chest, eyes wide. "It’s a miracle, they’re healed." The words hit me like ice. Miracle? No. Trickery. But my eyes had seen it. How? How had this man done what medicine couldn’t? I didn’t believe in the Moon Goddess the others swore by, nor in seers and their so-called sight. To me, it was all superstition wrapped in lies. And yet here was Norman, robe stained in red, his presence casting him like some sanctified figure.