The Divine Urban Physician Novels & Stories

William asked in a grizzled voice. "What a miracle! I humbly bow to you. What do I call you, sir?" The attending doctor admitted defeat, deeply shocked, and slowly raised his thumbs. "You incompetent doctors, you can call me William Abbott," William said casually, stroking his beard. William Abbott? The attending doctor was greatly astonished. The legendary divine doctor who could heal with just a boastful attitude actually existed, and he was right in front of them! "D—Divine doctor? Could you give me an autograph?!" The attending doctor quickly became a fanboy.

After everyone had gone outside, Bowen asked, surprised, "Do you know the divine doctor, Richard?" "Yes, I know him. He was the one who healed my mother. I immediately called him when I found out about your grandson's condition. He said he was at the hospital." "So, the divine doctor you mentioned over the phone was him?" Bowen asked. He had heard Richard mention his mother's situation, but he thought it was exaggerated and did not believe the so-called divine doctor. He did not expect him to be an actual divine doctor.

He joked. Zenith’s face clenched but he said nothing. The man snorted and used his hand to urge them inside. Zenith and Mathias entered, glancing around, different things and potions hung around his place. As they ventured inward, Divine sat on his bed. His hair has been trimmed properly but was yet to be packed. He looked up through his golden eyes and noticed Zenith standing at the door, not entering yet. Their eyes locked and unspoken words were exchanged in that exchanged look. Two men... Who crawled out from hell. Alive and healing. Not yet.

Jason's I slowly swept across the crowd. "Patients, go out first." Jason took a deep breath. The patient who had finally reached that place nodded then glanced at the group of experts spitefully. If they had not ruined Jason's mood, it would be his turn. Within the morning, everyone that was treated was cured completely. All of them would claim Jason as a divine doctor on their way out. After the patients left, Jason lashed out. He grabbed a doctor and directly bought it in front of him. "Although it is said that a physician could not heal himself. But how could you cure patients as a doctor if you are filled with diseases," Jason calmly asked that doctor.

Jack nodded as a cold glint flickered in his eyes. … Chaos erupted in the village the next morning. Dozens of men had suddenly become paralyzed. They became bedridden and could only stare with wide eyes. The village doctor was at a loss for what to do. He blinked his hazy eyes as the villagers pressured him for an answer. Finally, he sank to his knees and exclaimed that the divine tree was exacting its punishment on the village. … That night, Jack and I put our revenge plan into motion. Our first target was David.

Xue Yun also shared some melon seeds with her host. "Oh, isn't he the second male lead and the most enthusiastic pursuer of Fang Qingfei? He is surely one of the reasons that Fang Qingfei had connection to the underworld and her company smoothly entered the business industry without any kind of harm…..But now I have become his goddess, isn't the plot changing too quickly? Xue Yun, tell me truthfully, is this actually a low-level, F class world?" Yu Meng felt that she just came and didn't even do anything, yet the butterfly effect is so powerful that the people are already changing like this. So in her conclusion, she just feels the world is just too low-levelled.

But why had she never heard of the three words ‘Divine Medicine Sect’? Alex was quite shocked as well. When he acquired the Ultimate Book of Medicine, his ancestor mentioned that he was called some sort of God of Medicine. As for the Divine Medicine Sect... Could it be that there was such a sect? “Senior, you already sensed us the moment we entered this house, right?” Alex said with a smile, “Does Senior have anything that needs my help? Looking at your phantom’s condition, Senior’s condition is clearly not so fine.” “Oh? Pray tell. How am I not fine?”

“Housekeeper Zinke’s migraine is a stubborn and incurable disease. How can it be cured? It might just be like before where he found a trickster who was just fooling around. Khanh City is such a small city. How could there be a divine physician there?” Old Halbert’s words were hard to hear, but he made sense. During this period, he had seen too many incompetent tricksters who tried to con them. This made him furious because these tricksters ended up ruining the reputation of traditional physicians. Thus, when he heard that this divine physician could cure Jameson’s migraine, fury burned in his heart. It was clear that he refused to believe this newcomer’s capability. Carson sighed. “Old Broth

It caught my breath as I read the contents. "Your Highness, I am a physician in the city, and for years, I have treated those whom society has cast out. Some bear scars you would not believe, some from their own hands, others from those who should have loved them. I have heard of your project. If you will have me, I would offer my services to your cause. Discretion assured. —Dr. Lirien Vey" I handed the note to Hendrick, who scanned it quickly before looking up at me.

Dr. Raphael Alderton is the city's most brilliant thoracic surgeon, known for his ice-cold precision and untouchable demeanor. But when the enigmatic Elias Wrenford arrives at St. Jude’s Medical Center with a gunshot wound and a past tied to the underworld, Raphael's professional walls begin to crumble. Elias is dangerous, arrogant, and undeniably magnetic. As their clandestine attraction explodes into a series of feverish encounters, Raphael finds himself entangled in a web of secrets that threaten his career and his life. In a world of sterile white halls and dark alleyways, can Raphael save the man who makes his heart race, or will they both bleed out?