The Miracle Doctor Novels & Stories

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.

She believed Sandra wasn't a bad person, so she didn't mind unveiling her identity. Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Grandma, Ms. Faye is the Miracle Doctor who cured Felton and Mr. Shaw Senior, Dr. Connor." Sandra suddenly lifted her head, the sorrow on her face transforming instantly into shock. "You … You're Dr. Connor?"

Henry gets emotional. "How can you say such thing as that? You're a doctor! You should be the one giving her strength! The will to live longer! Damn, why you're giving up?! Just like this!" But Nathan was a bit mad. "I'm a doctor, yes! But I'm not a God. I can never do miracles___." "You did, once! Remember? You thought she wouldn't make it last time, but yes! She survived it! She surpassed the operation! Unexpectedly, right?"

least, is more high-tech equipment. But since he was the hospital's director, I was unable to take any action. An excellent doctor from the Philippines named Abigail Mendoza is who I am, by the way. I was promoted to a good doctor due to the effectiveness of the subsequent operations, which is why. The scheduled time for the procedure is one in the afternoon. I considered visiting the adjacent church that is located just outside the hospital. I begged and pleaded with the Lord to grant me the ability to heal the patient I was about to operate on. But whatever occurs will. She went into the surgical room after that. The hours flew by. She gave God thanks for the successful procedure at five

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and the driver pulls me out and leads me inside to a room where I can change and clean myself before entering the outdated operating theater.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.

He just came in today and rushed to the patient immediately. When the City Hospital's director heard the commotion, she immediately went to the Emergency Room to check the situation. She was stunned when she saw a familiar face. ".." Clive Aster. A well-known Emergency Doctor, Neuro and Cardiac Surgeon. Her Ex-Husband. "Welcome Dr. Clive Aster! Welcome to the City Hospital." says director Celeste Klatt. Celeste shook Clive's hand and gave him a light kiss on the cheeks. "Parting ways seemed like yesterday, Celeste. It's nice seeing you again."

“A-Are you sure?” “Of course. And you’re worthy of my love. I’m the one who should be worried because you can find someone much better than me. Y'know, before I met you, not to brag but I’m just a rich and serious doctor, I just want to help and see my patients and nothing more. But when you and Miracle came into my life, I finally found a reason to move forward for the better.”

If he wants to be one of those doctors who only treats patients for money, that’s not my problem. As for me, I know what kind of doctor I’m going to be. I may or may not deserve to be a doctor, but I am one, and I’m going to do my best to save as many lives as I can. I’m not going to turn away anyone who needs my help. That’s how I’m going to survive – by knowing I’m saving lives, that I’m helping others. Not just that, I’m going to thrive.

It was as if life came back into his body, he was bursting with energy and was even able to move instantly. At that moment, that had been considered a medical miracle. Therefore, if he were to put the miracle doctor, Anthony Simmons’s name in the eyes of the public on the line, no one would ever doubt him ever again. Not only would this dissolve the doubt, but it also brought about the reason as to why the troublemaker, Ichiro, had disturbed Anthony Simmons previously when he had been eyeing the medicinal recipe of the Healing Pill. Soon, Faith brought Dr. Spears, who was working the night shift.

His daunting eyes narrowed in on me and he straightened, a smile spreading across his lips and revealing the dimples my dad had mentioned. His beauty struck me like a blow, and I could already feel butterflies swarming in my stomach, his intimidating aura swallowing the entire space around him. Dr. Benjamin Cavanagh. The eccentric billionaire dubbed the Mad Doctor. “Do you see him?” My father crackled in my ear. “Yes.”