A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"What do you mean, 'the Miracle Doctor'?" A nurse frowned, glancing around with suspicion.

The hospital director gestured at Calliope. "This is the Miracle Doctor!" he said, as if it were obvious. "Haven't you heard the stories? The one who brings people back from the brink?"

He sighed, exasperated. "Right in front of you is the Miracle Doctor herself! She's a legend! If you get the chance to learn from her, it's like winning the lottery, folks! You should be thanking your lucky stars."

"And you're thinking of turning her down? Do you all remember Horatio? Everyone here's seen his case, right? We had a whole discussion about it last month."

"Wait, what? Horatio's legs? We're actually doing surgery on him?"

The whole staff room erupted into chaos. They looked at each other in disbelief, voices overlapping in a rising tide of astonishment.

Everyone knew about Horatio's case. It was famous in the hospital. Surgery wasn't even supposed to be an option. Experts from all over had weighed in, including some big names from abroad, and every single one had said the same thing: Horatio's legs was a lost cause. Even the best surgeons had shaken their heads and walked away.

"No way. That can't be right. Horatio's legs are done for! He was supposed to be in a wheelchair for life!"

"So, this really is the Miracle Doctor? That just makes it scarier. What if the surgery fails? The Jewell family doesn't exactly have a reputation for being easygoing!"

stare at Calliope and

surgery fails, that's on me," Calliope said with a calm smile, "but if it succeeds, we all share the credit. How's

her confidence almost contagious. "Horatio's case isn't even the most complicated I've handled. I've helped people much worse off,

that sink in. "Ten thousand dollars each,

the offer hit

grand?! And a Pearl Tiger

"That's worth a fortune!"

kind of place you only heard about, where the city's elite went for their famous Sunday brunches and spa treatments. Even if you didn't

really

"Who's this generous, though?"

"I'm in!" someone blurted.

the opportunity of a

me in. I'm not missing this for

who hadn't been picked looked crestfallen. "Don't