The Low-key Miracle Doctor Novels & Stories

It was my mom. She sounded emotional as she said, “Milo, it’s all over now. Come home.” “Okay. I’m on my way back.” I hung up and looked up at the sky. It was a deep, endless blue, just like the summer when I first became a doctor. When I was at the hospital entrance, I ran into Harry. He was holding an envelope. “Dr. Lane, the hospital director wanted me to pass this to you.” Inside was my medical license and a note.

As soon as I sent my location, a bodyguard slapped my phone out of my hand. A man and a woman stood at the hotel entrance, staring at me with mocking smiles. "Well, well. If it isn't the famous Finn Kirkland. What's wrong? Money can't save your mother now?" Wendy Lowell is the only person in the world who can perform my mom's surgery. Money has lost its value. She hated my mom now. No amount of money could change that.

he said softly. I realized I’ve been standing without noticing. "I’m fine." I lied. But I’m not. I’m breaking apart in slow motion. Hours later, the doors finally open. A man in surgical scrubs steps out, his face is tired and serious. My heart stops. I stood up so fast the room spun "How is he?" I asked, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. The doctor took a really deep breath. "He lost a lot of blood." My knees weakened Adam gripped my arm to steady me.

ATC Seth was led into the head doctor's office and his bodyguards stood by the door while he walked in. Damian and Kayla were already seated. "Why are you just contacting me an hour before the appointment?" He almost yelled. "Let's begin the test," Doctor Cyril said gently. They all returned back to Doc Cyril's office after they were done with the test. Damian was so nervous that his hands shook. "The result will be out in a week," Doc Cyril said, and he felt partly relieved. "I guess I didn't get to introduce myself. I'm billionaire Seth Nicole" Seth smiled at the doctor.

He was probably telling me that so I didn't lose my mind. “Do you believe in miracles?” He asked. I was lost for a couple of seconds then nodded. “That's good. If you keep your faith then he'll be better in no time.” This wasn't the sermon I needed. I wanted my father to open his eyes and get out of that bed, instead of looking lifeless. I nodded numbly. The doctor helped me to a chair. I stayed motionless as he walked away, and then everything went round. I only snapped out of it when my phone rang. It was the butler, Sam.

And we tended to avoid the trouble they brought. So Leah had asked me before we brought the patient in, “Have you decided to save him? You know… he might be one of them…” “Them” meant the mercenaries. I nodded without a second thought. I believed being a doctor meant helping anyone who walked through our doors, regardless of who they were. Just then, after hearing my question, Leah leaned closer, her voice low. “I think so. Have you seen anyone like him in the local villages?” By anyone, she meant exactly what I was thinking— This man wasn’t like the underfed children or wiry men we usually saw.

“But I want to help him. Right now.” She nodded. “Yes. But now, you’re trying. Magic like yours—it doesn’t answer to effort. It answers to instinct. To need. To emotion. You didn’t heal him with your hands, Priscilla. You healed him with your heart.” I slowly turned my head toward Mikah, needing to see if what she said made sense to him. If this were real. If I were real. He didn’t speak right away. Just stood there, arms crossed over his chest, jaw set like stone.

A man in a laboratory coat picks a box and opens it with his sanitised gloves, he shows a red potion bottle. The blonde woman makes a voiceover, explaining the situation, “This is LDH, Lauderhill no.1 news station. Right now, I’m here in the hospital. Lauderhill has experienced a miracle that is beyond human expectation and after 8 days of intense suffering and death, people are being miraculously healed. People are randomly picking up gift boxes and getting cured. Who is the anonymous person sharing the cure?” A blurred black image appears with a question mark on the screen.

Right…. "Orion." The doctor said, sounding weak. A nurse came in, looking at his chart. "The doctor surprised us all. It’s like a miracle. We thought we would lose him." The nurse left, and I looked at the doctor. "Is it a miracle?" "What do you mean?" the doctor replied.

He turned around to take a look. "Miracle Doctor Liu! It's really you!" Pu Xiuyuan, the miracle-working doctor of South Korea, was extremely excited. He hurriedly pulled Miracle Doctor Liu to the bed, and the Gong family retreated silently.