All Chapters of The Divine Physician's Rebirth: Ascension from Silverbrook: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
15 chapters
Chapter 1: A Body, A Life
“Dante, you're a total loser. What makes you think you can come sniffing around my girl?”“Beat him up and toss him out. Oh, and take his clothes!” That's what the jerk Isla was cheating with, spoke.Dante? He was the black sheep from a rich family in Velloria City. A surprise, since his mom never knew who his dad was. A few days back, his mom, who was a drunk and a drug addict, finally died from an overdose. After that, everyone treated Dante like trash.Dante couldn't take it anymore. He just said, ‘I can't accept this,’ and stormed out.He spent his last cent, and the landlord kicked him out. He went to his girlfriend, Isla, but she betrayed him.Now, scared and beat up, wearing only his underwear, Dante wandered down the street in despair.When suddenly, a big truck seemed aimed right at him......Ryder felt something soft underneath him, and that familiar hospital smell hit his nose. Except, it was more like old medicine, like a clinic. He blinked his eyes open, a bit dizzy at f
Chapter 2: Red Lines
“What? You're staying, here?” Theo's voice was sharp. He balled his fists, his muscles tense, barely holding back his anger. He glared, daring anyone to disagree. He was breathing hard, his breath coming out in short bursts, you could cut the tension with a knife.Ryder sat still in the chair, looking right at him. “I’m broke and have nowhere to live. My girlfriend cheated on me. Got to stay here.”He sounded almost calm, like he'd already accepted things were bad and didn't care anymore. No fear, no sorry—just the way it was. He wasn't asking, just saying. Like he'd always just taken whatever life threw at him. This was no different.Theo's face turned red with anger, his veins popping. “Damn it, Zara, I told you, keep your problems away from me!” His voice shook with old pain, fists still tight at his sides. “See what you've done.” He grabbed the phone, his hands shaking as he dialed 911.“Hello? I need the police right away,” Theo said, his voice tight with panic. “There's someone
Chapter 3: The Dark Needle
“Hey, Dad, you okay?” Rowan's son asked, sounding worried.“Way better,” Rowan said, his voice stronger. He'd been in bad shape just minutes ago, almost unable to talk, but now he seemed stable.“Wow! You're a lifesaver!” Rowan's son said, amazed.Theo, standing there, just rolled his eyes, looking totally confused. Nobody knew what he was thinking. About five minutes later, Ryder took out the needles and helped Rowan sit up, his voice serious.“Your heart is in bad shape. Don't ignore this,” he said.“Huh? Heart trouble? Dad just had a stomachache!” Rowan's son said, surprised. He didn't get it.“Yeah, a stomachache. What's with the heart stuff?” Theo asked, sounding skeptical.“You really don't know much. Ever heard of pain that's not where the problem is? No wonder you don't have many patients,” Ryder said, patting Theo on the shoulder like he was teaching him something. “His stomach hurts, but it's really his heart.”Theo's face turned red, feeling embarrassed, but he didn't argue
Chapter 4: The Lost Art
“You hungry? Want me to make you some noodles?”“Thanks,” Ryder nodded, smiling. “I'd like that.”“Hang on a sec!” Zara said, holding up a slim finger with a playful look.Ryder watched her go, smiling. He knew he'd made the right call. The herbs here should work for his training, and the human place, even with its problems, had more going for it than he first thought.He grabbed his small bag and went into his room. It was tiny, maybe 8 square meters, and pretty grim with the cold and damp – nothing like the big temples he was used to.But Ryder had trained in worse caves, so it didn't bug him too much. What he really needed was Spiritual Energy, and that was hard to find in this world. Looks like he'd be counting on those herbs to get stronger.A light knock interrupted him.“Zara? Come on in,” Ryder said.Zara walked in holding a bowl of hot shredded chicken noodles. The steam smelled amazing, filling the small room. She put the bowl on the table quickly, then touched her red earlo
Chapter 5: The Rebirth of Silverbrook Hall
Dante took a big breath, cool air filling his lungs. He slowly let it out, focusing on each breath. He felt like tiny ants were racing inside him, all moving with a purpose. He was following the Sacred Path of Harmonious Healing, and his body was going through something big – a deep clean that went right to his bones. It wasn't just physical; it was like a total reboot for every cell.After ten breaths, Dante snapped his eyes open. He raced to the bathroom. He stayed there for ages, but time didn't matter with such a crazy change happening.When he finally came out, he was shocked to see a thick, gross, grayish-black gunk all over his skin. It showed how many nasty things were leaving his body! It was like a waxy, stinky layer oozing from his pores and guts. It smelled terrible, but Dante was glad – it meant it was working.“This crud is from years of junk building up inside me, stuck in my organs, skin, and muscles. Now it's all coming out,” he thought, kind of pleased. “My insides a
Chapter 6: A Second Chance
“Hey, that might not be true. Old-school medicine can fix things that modern docs can't,” Dante said, not yelling, but clear. He seemed real sure of himself.The old guy who started the argument scoffed. “Don't get cocky, kid. Look at Draven over there—legs are shot. Doctors say it's never getting better. Can your stuff handle that?” He pointed at Draven, stuck in a wheelchair in the corner. His legs were super skinny and weak now.Dante glanced at Draven, thinking hard. “Let's see,” he said, walking over. He wasn't loud, but he seemed like he knew what he was doing.Draven looked up, bummed out. “I've seen all the best doctors... This chair is my life now,” he said, trying to smile.Dante knelt down and gently picked up Draven's leg. His skin was dry and pale, and you could tell the muscle was gone. He touched his calf, checking how it felt, even though he kinda knew already. The room got quiet while he did his thing.After a bit, Dante stood and brushed off his robe. He smiled at Dr
Chapter 7: Debt
Theo jumped, nearly dropping his bowl. Footsteps pounded through the clinic, a jumble of worried voices rising louder and louder.“Hey, what's going on?” Theo yelled, trying to be heard, but no one listened. The room was filled with panic.“Doctor, help! My legs, I can't feel them!” A shaky voice cried out. A woman stumbled forward, grabbing at her legs, eyes wide.A man, bent over in pain, gasped, “My back is killing me! I can barely move!”A frantic voice shrieked, “Something's wrong with my kidneys! Help!” The clinic had turned into an emergency room in seconds, everyone yelling.All the voices mixed together into one desperate cry. Theo's heart pounded as he looked around, confused. Not a normal day.Everyone was focused on Dante.Dante calmly put down his bowl. He wiped his mouth slowly, like he was ready for this. He smiled slightly, but seemed serious. Standing tall, he raised his hand to quiet the crowd, speaking calmly but firmly. “Okay, everyone. Line up. I'll help you one a
Chapter 8: Fear
“What if I don't?” Dante held the guy's arm tight, staying cool.“Dante!” Theo tried to warn him with his eyes.Zara also tugged at Dante's sleeve, looking worried.But Dante didn't budge. He smirked a little, looking at the dude named William.William's face got red. “You wanna die? Let go!”He tried to pull his arm back, putting all his weight into it. But his arm wouldn't move, like it was stuck in a metal grip.“W... what?”William was freaked out. He felt like something bad was about to happen.“You want your hand back? Is that it?” Dante scoffed, gripped William's wrist tighter, and twisted it hard.Crack!A sickening sound ripped through the clinic as William's wrist broke, his palm twisted upwards at a weird angle.“Aaaahhhh—!” William's scream was super loud.“Can't even handle that?” Dante's voice was cold. He didn't stop. He grabbed William's messed-up hand and twisted it the other way.Everyone watched in horror as William's right hand was twisted a full 180 degrees. Muscl
Chapter 9: Control
“Dante, I'm scared they won't just drop this. Going to school alone is even scarier...” Zara mumbled, hiding her face in Dante's shoulder. Her voice shook a little, making her words sound even sadder. She felt his heart beating softly against her cheek, which calmed her down a bit.Dante frowned a little, but said calmly, “Don't worry, Zara. I'll take you to school every day.”She stopped crying right away, and for the first time in forever, she felt like her fear was going away. “Really?” She asked, her voice small but hopeful. She blushed and snuggled closer, feeling like things might be okay because of how warm he was.The terror from yesterday started to fade more and more, until she was so tired from being emotional that she fell asleep.Dante gently laid Zara on her bed, moving carefully like she was made of glass. He tucked the covers around her to make sure she was comfy. When he did, her nightgown slipped a little, showing some skin that looked soft and vulnerable while she s
Chapter 10: I can Heal Her
"Then I will show it to you!" Dante kept his hand still, but then his right hand propelled Smith's arm like a serpent running through the air. He quickly pinpoints the exact spots on Smith's elbow with his fingers. He applied pressure with concentration, simultaneously engaging the Tianjing and Zhangze acupoints.Smith's face was covered in sweat as he let out a sharp scream of pain.He experienced a strange combination of numbness, heat, and incapacitating weakness in his entire arm as his knees slightly buckled. It was quite an unusual experience."You're such a dumb person!" Dante snorted in disapproval. He then let him go.Smith's right arm started to move up and down on its own. After a confused moment, understanding dawned—the limb was completely out of his control, moving with the mechanical regularity of a pendulum.Smith frantically extended his left hand to grasp his rebellious right arm. There was no way to stop him from swinging involuntarily, which he desperately wanted. H