Pocket Medicine Book Novels & Stories

I searched through all his properties then I froze when my eyes landed on a fancy diary. My hands skimmed over the surface and I opened it to find out that this wasn't just a diary but like a medical book with Descriptions of flowers, plants, and herbs with their disadvantages, benefits, and poisonous properties. Fascinated by my discovery, I shoved the book in my trousers and continued to search for the bracelet. I gave up since I couldn't find the bracelet and I sneaked out of his room, back to my room to go through the book. Was Pete ever a medical doctor?

"It's not just your fight. If we're talking marriage, then we're in this together—against a common foe." With that, she pulled out the Book Of Medical Remedies from her bag, ready to dive back into the fray. These days, she had been lugging that book around with her everywhere. "I even had it on me during my surgery. Those LEV goons were after me just for this book, but I still can't crack what is so special about it that has got those creeps so hungry for it." She passed the Book Of Medical Remedies to Cole. Cole took it, giving it a quick skim, a wrinkle forming on his forehead. "Looks like nothing more than some old-timey doctor's manual."

She would just have to find some other way to compensate him. “If that’s the case, I’ll transfer you one month’s amount later, and we’ll set up a monthly payment system. Is that okay?” “Yeah.” “Here are two books that cover the basic knowledge for traditional medicine. Take it home and have a look. It’s best if you memorize them, that way you won’t be easily exposed,” said Xyla. She took two books on traditional medicine from the LV bag behind her and set them in front of him. One was ‘Foundation in Medicine’ while the other was ‘Medical Diagnosis’.

The initial cases appeared in Lyra's community, a cluster of intense coughs and high fevers that defied their rudimentary medical knowledge. Fear spread faster than the disease itself. The close quarters of their subterranean existence made containment impossible. What started as a localized outbreak threatened to become a pandemic, wiping out the hard-won alliances and eroding the fragile hope Jay and his companions had painstakingly cultivated. Theron, with his background in pre-collapse medicine – gleaned from scavenged textbooks and fragmented memories – was overwhelmed. Their limited supplies of

Five days and I needed my notes and my textbooks and approximately forty hours of uninterrupted revision and instead I was sitting on the floor of a storage unit in wet socks hiding from both the police and whatever Kane Volkov's enemies were called. Pharmacology. I ran through it in my head the way I always did when I needed to anchor myself — drug classes, mechanisms, side effects, contraindications. It was the one thing I could do anywhere, in any condition. My brain had it memorized down to the molecular level. I got through two drug classes before I remembered my phone. I reached into my jacket pocket. Then the other one. Then my bag — unzipping it in the dark, hands moving through the

Alex’s medical skills were different from ordinary ones. The Ultimate Book of Medicine wasn’t one for the mere mortals after all. It was a medical library targeted towards martial artists and their masters—it had all kinds of unpredictable, formidable powers. As the wielder of the Ultimate Book of Medicine, treating an ordinary person would only demonstrate a small portion of his impressive powers. Therefore, he was definitely qualified to make such claims. Under everyone’s stunned gaze, Alex picked up a scalpel and slashed open James’ palm.

Charmine waited on the same spot, but it did not take long before Dr. Weir came out of his house with a few books in his arms. The books seemed ancient, with dark blue covers and old-styled writings. [Secrets of Weir], [Weir’s Medications], [Notes from Weir]… Charmine’s brows furrowed at the sight of the books. She had heard about them before, and they were the most invaluable books in the medical world. No matter which book it was, in it were recorded methods for curing some diseases unknown to regular people.

Charlie took out the pocket-sized book carefully and saw ‘Apocalyptic Book’ written in ancient script on the title page. “The name is quite interesting, I wonder what is written inside.” Charlie flipped the book and read its contents. The first chapter was the ‘Medical Techniques’, which recorded a large number of cases and treatment methods. Charlie frowned curiously. He had studied medicine briefly before and knew some basic theories, but the content in the books was obviously much better and advanced than the methods used in the medical industry nowadays. Some methods of diagnosis and treatment were unheard of even. In fact, at the end of the ‘Medical Techniques’ chapter, he saw a content

He bowed and was gone as quickly as he arrived, leaving the heavy satchel behind. I lunged for the bag the moment the tent flap sealed. I untied the cord with shaking fingers and pulled out the book. It wasn't ancient and brittle. It was a modern reprint, but the cover read: Healers' Lore: The Legacy of the Wounded Crown. It was a medical text, disguised as a historical relic.

Perhaps, there was something I had missed. And so, the next morning, I made my way to the pack’s library. The room was dimly lit, the scent of old books and dust filling the air. The shelves stretched high, filled with books that had likely been untouched for years. I traced my fingers along the spines, searching for anything related to medicine. “Herbal Remedies… No.” I muttered, skimming through the titles. “Lunar Cycles and Their Effect on Healing… Maybe. I pulled a few books out, stacking them in my arm.