The Sacred Doctor Novels & Stories

Catherine The people here have some basic medical training and one of them is a doctor. At least he is a doctor on paper, but he is so lazy and distracted I suspect he has bought his license. The other three men and women, who have basic medical education, have more knowledge and experience than Dr. Davies. That thought does not bring me comfort, but instead increases the feeling of dread hanging over me. Why would normal people with basic medical education have this enough medical knowledgement to assist in a surgery?

There is something inexplicable about the miracle Doctor that he can't fathom, perhaps, his grandson will do. Now he can't wait to receive the marriage certificat e and bless the union of his grandson and the miracle Doctor.

Chase said with conviction in his tone. This only made Archie even more puzzled. He had been worshipping the Nether Deity all this time, only to find out the Nether Deity was a mere sect master. The gap in power was too much. Archie could not accept this. "Sect Master… Chase. What does the Miracle Doctor Sect do?" He asked cautiously. "The name is pretty straight to the point. Can't you guess? Miracle doctors are about doctors who treat patients and save lives!" Chase explained seriously. "Huh?" Archie's jaw fell open. Was Chase really a doctor? One was a Nether Deity, the other was a doctor. Who would believe it if he told anyone?

The goddess' moon shone through the jagged opening overhead, pale and watchful, as if She herself had bent close to witness this moment. I felt it then—the strange weight of being seen. Judged. Remembered. I shook it off. Inside the main chamber, the priest and the doctor were hunched over something. They stood with their backs to us, shoulders bent, heads close together in murmured concentration. The doctor's hands moved methodically, precise and practiced. The priest traced symbols in the air, faint light flickering at his fingertips before sinking into whatever lay between them. I couldn't see what it was.

Sergey Lebedov! I thought to myself, but from the faint widening of his eyes, then I must have said it out loud. “So you know him, then I can assume that you know me as well?!” The same man who was having a knife against my neck said and I gritted my teeth as I glared at him because yes, I fucking know him too. “What the fuck are you doing here, Doctor Ezra? Lola’s cell isn’t this one.” I said sarcastically after standing up and wrapping my hands around my chest and relaxing my stance because now I was sure that they weren’t here to hurt me.

In the sterile environment of the surgery room, a hushed sense of urgency pervaded the air. Healers were gathered around the operating table, their faces masked with concentration and resolve, while their hands worked diligently. They were assisted by an exceptional human doctor, Dr. Marcus Sullivan, his eyes narrowed in focus as he stared at the wounded arm before him. Alpha Gideon's injury was severe, and it would take the best of both worlds to mend what had been broken.

If he didn't beg for his life now, he would be dead! Chuck and Lorraine's expressions shifted when they saw the desperate manner in which Lionel was begging for forgiveness, Master Ballard? Chuck was stunned. The man before him was… that Master Ballard? If he remembered correctly, five years ago, the North Doctors had challenged the Sacred Medicine Society and the person who had accepted the challenge was the successor of the Sacred Medicine Society. In the end, the North Doctors had lost all ten rounds. Ever since that day, a new rule was added to the North Doctors. If they saw the successor of the Sacred Medicine Society, they had to show their respect and leave as soon as possible.

"As if! You used to be known as the Great Doctor, but you ran away to get married instead. Who even remembers you anymore?" Doug teased and pushed Chad out of the warehouse, locking the door. "The Great Doctor was just a nickname given to me. Old Dog, let's just open it and take a look." Chad, showing a rare streetwise side, bantered with Doug. Doug glanced at Chad and said, "Don't mess with me. The box has a seal on it. This thing was discovered deep in the mountains. Don't make things difficult for me." Chad stopped pestering him. The person who could buy that kind of thing should also be a member of the Mystic community. He probably knew the buyer. Many spiritual medicines he picked up th

As the car continued moving, he still stood where he was. “H…hey, stop the car!” Liyana ordered abruptly. The cab came to a halt. She rushed out of the car. Before she would cross to where Ayaan was standing, the doctor came out. Ayaan was standing in front of her house, staring into space. The doctor placed her hand on his shoulder from behind and he looked at her. Liyana stopped in her tracks, staring at them with a gapped mouth. “Is it about the dream?” the doctor asked. “I have told you not to worry, it’s a matter of a few days. Your condition isn’t permanent,” the doctor assured.

“This had better be a damned one-off, or your future here is toast! And I'll personally ensure you pay dearly for it!” “If there's one thing a doctor should never do,” Dr. Sarah began, her tone sharp as a scalpel, “It's to walk into an operating room or commence a procedure with a heart full of unsettled thoughts! With the accolades you've received in this hospital, I'm certain you need no reminder of this important rule. Yet, you faltered the moment you stepped inside!”