Novel & Cerita The Miracle Doctor

I knew today was make-or-break for this agreement. "I'll do everything I can to help." His computer chimed. "Showtime," he said, clicking to answer the video call. Mr. Amer Len appeared on the screen. He wasn't much older than Albert and, like him, had inherited the family business after his father retired. Unlike Albert, however, he looked like a man who actually enjoyed life. Maybe that was simply the European effect. While Albert's tie was perfectly straight, Mr. Amer Len wasn't wearing one at all. His shirt was casually unbuttoned at the collar.

Beds that moments before had held death now held breath. One doctor clutched his chest, eyes wide. "It’s a miracle, they’re healed." The words hit me like ice. Miracle? No. Trickery. But my eyes had seen it. How? How had this man done what medicine couldn’t? I didn’t believe in the Moon Goddess the others swore by, nor in seers and their so-called sight. To me, it was all superstition wrapped in lies. And yet here was Norman, robe stained in red, his presence casting him like some sanctified figure.

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

“I can’t explain how your wife is pregnant without getting her medical records from the hospital. The only thing I can say is that this could only be a miracle.” “Don’t bullshit me doctor,” I watched him, annoyingly. Not him too talking of miracles. “I’m a doctor and I have dealt with rare cases and miracles happen.” He shrugged. “When will you know more about Diya?” I asked. I was trying hard. Really hard to calm down. One person can only take so much pressure and this was too much. I felt like I couldn’t contain anything. I was afraid of my reaction because all I kept thinking of was how wrong all of this could go.

But then he smiled, "But you see, I am a very religious person and believe in miracles. The man is able to last this long and the brain that is said to be dead is actually thriving. Who knows if he broke his own record and woke up?" Suzie blinked. So was he going to wake up or not? The doctor did not give her a definite answer and left. Suzie could only give Jonathan a puzzling glance. "Where did you get this strange doctor from?" What kind of doctor answer ambiguously?

Even with a proper lie, this was going to be messy. “Okay, this is not good,” I commented. “Yeah. Not one bit,” he replied. “So what did the doctor say?” I asked. “A miracle,” he answered. My brow arched as I leaned off the wall. “Fuck. Is it that bad?” He nodded. “A miracle is the only thing that can save Grey.” Just then— “Beta Stiles,” someone called. Instantly, our heads snapped back. It was the doctor. “Alpha,” he acknowledged, his gaze shifting to me.

Someone whispered, "The Miracle Doctor said the treatment method was wrong, and she would vomit blood and faint within three hours. Did she get it right?" Since Larissa publicly healed Ava's leg in front of the crowd, many people came to see her in a new light. They had even started calling her the "Miracle Doctor". "It's probably a trick. Let's see how things go." This came from one of Grisel's die-hard fans. The woman called Reen was in a bloodied condition. Even when unconscious, blood continued to trickle from the corners of her mouth. Reen was about to kick the bucket. Originally, a bunch of relatives came to congratulate her, thinking she had been cured.

When it dawned on me that I didn't know who I was, who the people around me were and where I was, I started to panic. "Hey, hey, it's okay. You don't have to force yourself into remembering everything. Listen to me, your name is Miracle and I am Doctor Zach Montgomery." The doctor told me in an attempt to calm me down while I remained curled up, confused and scared. "Miracle, you were diagnosed with a rare condition not long ago and you underwent a procedure to cure it. The good news is, the operation I did on you is successful, but you will still have to be under observation and medication for a few months. The reason you couldn't remember anything is because of the procedure we did on you

His eyes met mine, pleading and hopeful. “Please come back,” Miracle said, her voice soft and sincere. “We need you.I need you. You're the best doctor there is and you're the only one who can make me feel better. Please come back" I swallowed hard, glancing between her and Lucas. My heart was torn. I wanted to believe her, to trust her words, but the wounds of the past were still fresh. And then there was Lucas. What if he somehow managed to convince her to do this, but then again, this is Miracle we're talking about. She's not one to bow to pressure, that knowledge was enough to reassure me that maybe this was genuine

As Naomi finally looked up, she found herself staring into the eyes of the doctor. Naomi was unable to get a good look at his features because the bottom part of his face was hidden by a mask and he was wearing spectacles with gold rims that sat on his nose. "I don't need help. Can I go back home?” "A… Are you sure? You are in no condition to walk. You have a shattered rib, and you have so many other injuries.” "I don't want to repeat myself. Can I get discharged now?" He was interrupted by Naomi. The doctor took a moment to pause and look at her intently, they became entranced in each other's eyes.