All Chapters of The Miracle Doctor : Chapter 71
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Chapter 71
The morning after the collapse, Braxton City walked with a grim quiet. Streets that normally hummed with machinery and rebuilding efforts now felt subdued, as if the city itself was holding its breath.Inside Braxton Tower, Ethan stood in the strategy room with Marcus, reviewing the structural schematics on a large holographic table. Lines of calculations, stress maps, and engineering logs floated in pale blue light.“What do you see?” Ethan asked, eyes sharp.Marcus zoomed in on the frame that had given way. “This is what’s bothering me. The support beam that collapsed wasn’t overloaded. It wasn’t cracked. It wasn’t rusted. It was… cut.”Ethan frowned. “Not broken?”“Cut. Deliberately.” Marcus highlighted a cross-section of the beam. Instead of jagged damage, the metal had a smooth, precise edge.Ethan’s jaw clenched. “Whoever did this didn’t want it to look natural. They wanted casualties.”Leanna entered the room quietly, a cup of hot tea in her hands. She overheard the last senten
Chapter 72
The investigation into the collapse had barely begun when the first crack in the story appeared.Ethan stood inside the cordoned-off construction site, the ruined metal beams sticking out of the ground like the ribs of a dead creature. The dust had settled, but the tension had not,workers whispered. Officials avoided eye contact,and Leanna,standing beside him kept scanning the shadows with the sharp, watchful gaze of someone who had lived through too many lies.“People don’t just forget to secure support columns,” she murmured.“They do,” Ethan answered. “But not all at once. Not the entire left wing.”He crouched, brushing his fingers over a blackened bolt head. “This was tampered with.”Leanna let out a slow, cold breath. “Then someone wanted this to happen.”Ethan didn’t have to say the name they were both thinking.Korrin.The man had vanished after the failed escape attempt weeks ago….gone like smoke into Braxton City’s underground. And that made him more dangerous than ever.As
Chapter 73
Heat rolled upward in thick, suffocating waves. Sparks rained down from the metal rods below, each one a warning that the electrical lines were seconds away from exploding. Ethan’s fingers burned as he clung to the splintered floor edge, the wood breaking under his weight.He tried pulling himself up again,the board snapped another inch.Smoke seeped into his lungs. His eyes watered. The fire was spreading fast, the fuel lines hissing like angry snakes beneath the walls. Korrin hadn’t set a trap meant to scare him.He’d built a furnace.Ethan forced himself to breathe slowly. Panic was death. Pain was just noise. He had survived worse. He would survive this.He shifted his weight just enough to hook his left foot against a piece of bent metal jutting from the pit wall. It held….barely. Using it, he pushed upward, muscles shaking.Another board cracked.He had one chance.With a strained growl, Ethan swung his body sideways, trying to reach a support beam sticking out from the pit’s inn
Chapter 74
Leanna didn’t sleep that night.She tried…she even lay still, eyes closed, breathing slowly the way Ethan had taught her to calm her nerves. But something kept scraping at the back of her mind. An invisible pressure. A tension she couldn’t name.Every few minutes she checked her phone.No message.No missed calls.No updates from the reconstruction team.No Ethan.She tried to remind herself he was strong. Smart. Capable. He had survived memory loss, betrayal, sabotage, and Dr. Voss himself. He could handle anything.But the worry pressed deeper. Heavy. Wrong.A sudden coldness crept through her chest, the kind that didn’t come from fear alone.It came from a connection.A bond.She grabbed her jacket and rushed out of her office.Marcus looked up from a desk full of reports. “You’re leaving? We still haven’t finished reviewing the collapse footage…”“I know,” she said, her tone firmer than she intended, “but something’s not right.”Marcus frowned. “With what?”“With Ethan.”Marcus sto
Chapter 75
The penthouse lights glowed gold against the night sky, bright enough to be seen across the city. Inside, Korrin lounged in a velvet chair, swirling a glass of aged whiskey with a satisfied smirk stretched across his face.Rain tapped softly against the floor-to-ceiling windows, but inside the room, everything felt warm, calm, perfect.Exactly how Korrin liked it.His assistant, Darrin, stood nervously near the door as Korrin replayed the footage from the trap. Frame by frame. Slow-motion. Watching Ethan fall toward the pit, fire bursting upward.Korrin chuckled.“That,” he said, raising his glass, “is the beauty of a well-crafted design. No loose ends.”Darrin swallowed. “Sir… about the body…..”Korrin shut him up with a look sharp enough to cut steel.“He fell into a burning death chamber.” Korrin waved the glass casually. “There is no body. Ash doesn’t leave a corpse behind.”“But….”“Darrin,” Korrin said with a smile too calm to be sane, “are you genuinely suggesting Ethan Braxton
Chapter 76
The hover-car doors slid open the moment it landed on the rooftop of Braxton Tower. The night air was cold, but not nearly as cold as the fear gripping Leanna’s chest as she held onto Ethan.His body was hot from the burns yet trembling from exhaustion. His breath came shallow and uneven. His skin, streaked with soot, looked far too pale beneath the rooftop lights.“Stay with me,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Ethan, stay with me.”He tried to answer, but the words dissolved into a cough. Marcus appeared on Ethan’s other side, supporting him as they half-carried, half-guided him toward the elevator.The doors slid open instantly….Marcus had already overridden the controls on the flight here. Emergency med protocols activated, bathing the elevator in soft white medical light.Ethan leaned against Leanna, eyelids drooping. “I’m… fine,” he muttered weakly.Leanna almost laughed….almost. “You were nearly burned alive. You are not fine.”Ethan’s lips twitched. “Still… walked out.”Ma
Chapter 77
The doors of the High Council chamber slammed open so hard they rattled against the marble walls. Every council member jumped. Some rose to their feet. Some recoiled. All of them stared as Leanna marched in….filthy with smoke and ash, eyes blazing, jaw clenched like she had been carved from wrath itself.“Lady Leanna,” Councilor Varron stammered, “this is a closed session….”“It’s open now,” Leanna snapped, her voice echoing through the chamber.She didn’t ask permission to step forward. She didn’t bow. She didn’t wait to be acknowledged. She took the center of the room as if she owned it…because right then, her fury made her larger than all of them combined.The council pit murmured with unease. These were the most powerful officials in Braxton City, people who could silence governors with a gesture. Yet none of them dared speak first.Leanna swept her gaze across them, stopping on each face long enough to make them look away.“Ethan is fighting for his life,” she said, her voice sha
Chapter 78
The council chamber was quieter than usual.Word of Leanna’s confrontation earlier had spread through the tower like a spark racing across dry leaves. Now every council member sat stiffly in their seats, guarded in their expressions, pretending to focus on reports and reconstruction strategies…yet none of them could fully hide their unease.Because Ethan, the symbol of their new era, the one they depended on more than they admitted, was fighting for his life several floors below.And Leanna… Leanna was no longer the calm strategist who kept the tower balanced.She was a storm.Inside the medical wing, machines beeped steadily, each sound slicing through the thick worry hanging in the room. Ethan lay unconscious on the recovery bed, a cooling gel wrapped across the burn that climbed up his arm and shoulder. His breaths were shallow but steady….alive, but still far from waking.He had survived Korrin’s trap.Barely.Leanna stood beside him, her hand resting lightly on the railing. She ha
Chapter 79
The council chamber doors slid open with a heavy groan, the sound echoing across the wide circular room. Twelve seats curved around the central platform….each raised slightly higher than the next, as if designed to look down on anyone who stood in the center.Leanna entered without hesitation.Her steps were calm.Her expression unreadable.Her anger cold, controlled, and sharpened into purpose.The council members stiffened as she approached. The last time she had been in this room, she had stormed in like lightning. Now she moved like a blade…silent, precise, impossible to ignore.Councilor Wynn cleared her throat first, obviously nervous. “Director Leanna. Thank you for coming so quickly.”Leanna stopped in the center of the chamber. “You summoned me. Speak.”A murmur rippled through the seated councilors….half offended, half afraid.Director Hale stepped forward. “We have concerns regarding your conduct. Your outburst earlier…”“My ‘outburst’?” she repeated, tilting her head. “You m
Chapter 80
The lights in the infirmary were dimmed, casting soft blue shadows across the room. Machines hummed quietly beside Ethan’s bed, their steady rhythm the only sign of order in a world that had spun into chaos.Leanna stepped inside, her chest tight with a mix of exhaustion, anger, and something else she couldn’t name. She had just torn through the council like a blade and won….but victory felt hollow until she knew Ethan was truly safe.Marcus stood beside the bed, arms crossed, watching Ethan like a hawk.“How is he?” Leanna asked.Marcus’s face softened. “Stronger. He woke up again for a few minutes.Asked why you were taking so long.”Leanna’s breath caught. “He did?”“Mm-hmm. Then he tried to sit up, said he needed to ‘finish something’ and nearly fainted.”Leanna shook her head, equal parts fond and frustrated. “Typical.”As Marcus stepped aside, she sat in the chair at Ethan’s bedside, taking his hand gently. His skin was warm again….not feverish, just alive.“You stubborn, reckles