Novel & Cerita The Making Of A Miraculous Doctor Chapter 1

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

Not to mention the fucking green veins that were crawling under her skin like poisonous vines on a tree. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into hours. I paced around, sat by the chair, got up, and kept pacing again, waiting for Doctor Maek to arrive. After a while, I sat on the bed by Odessa’s head, gently stroking her hair. Finally, there was a knock on the door, followed by Mirabel’s voice from the other side, “Alpha. Doctor Maek is here.” “Bring him in,” I said, standing to my feet. The door opened, and in stepped Doctor Maek with his medical bag slung over his shoulder, and a hollow look in his eyes, as usual.

Suddenly the doctor came out of the OT,making me jump on my feet. So,here it is. How's your opinion on the chapter? Let me know. Stay safe and healthy. Keep reading. Next update will be soon.

"They need to know, Richard. They need to know that we don't have to wait for an Alpha to save us." "You're starting a revolution," Richard said. "I'm opening a clinic." I stood up and straightened my lab coat. "The revolution is just a side effect." My phone buzzed on the nightstand. A new message. From an encrypted source. The Doctor is in. We’re ready for the first lesson. Where do we meet? I looked at the screen. Then I looked at the shattered front door. "Richard?" "Yeah?" "We need a bigger house." I walked to the window and looked out at the dark woods. A pair of eyes reflected the moonlight from the tree line.

The air thickened with something raw and holy. And a cry — sharp and perfect — split the quiet. My breath hitched. The doctor smiled, holding up the tiniest, loudest miracle I’d ever seen. “Congratulations. It’s a girl.” My world tilted immediately. Ryans’ eyes filled instantly, his hand trembling as he looked at the baby that was so tiny it felt crazy that she was living. “She’s… she’s real. Our miracle is here.” The doctor then approached us and laid her against my chest, her skin warm and soft, her tiny fingers curling instinctively around one of mine.

More dangerous than any mafia lord I had ever encountered back in New York. “So you’re Maeve?” His gaze flickered to my name tag. “Yes,” I said softly, breaking the eyes. “Thank you for saving me,” he said, his voice thick with gratitude. “Dr. Leah told me you saved my life.” I shrugged it off with a faint smile. “No need to thank me. It’s my job.” A strange silence settled between us. Thankfully, Leah walked in before it could stretch too long, giving me an easy excuse to step away.

But for the first time in five years, I was about to find out. I went back to my hidden room and pulled out my laptop. There were things I needed to check, people I needed to contact. If Elara Vance thought she could steal my work and get away with it, she was about to learn a very painful lesson. The Miracle Doctor wasn't just a title. It was a warning. Downstairs, the consultation continued. Upstairs, I started planning. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I realized that today, for the first time in a very long time, I actually felt alive.

If it were a common instance of fainting, he likely would not have entertained thoughts regarding the miracle doctor. However, the weight of the subject was significant, so she did not press for more details. "Then please look after your grandmother carefully. He will visit her once he returns." "Understood." The man accepted her words promptly and shared a few brief thoughts before concluding the conversation. Unexpected events seemed to occur in rapid succession. First, the emergence of a supposed miracle doctor, followed by the hospitalization of Old Madam Morgan. It felt as though one event was linked to the next like a chain, all obscured by a thick fog that made it impossible to percei

"Liam, I remember telling you before that the reason my parents brought me to South City was because of a legend about a miraculous doctor!" "According to the rumors, this miraculous doctor was somehow connected to a certain prison in South City. His medical skills were extraordinary, capable of curing anything. As long as he treated a patient, there was no illness he couldn’t heal. My parents originally wanted to take me to find this doctor." "But unfortunately, we've been in South City for two years now and haven't been able to find any information about this miraculous doctor." "We were about to give up when, just a few days ago, through one of my mom's friends, they finally made contact