Miracle
Mercys Grace Teaching Hospital was in chaos. Doctors and nurses who had been in charge of a young man confined to a bed with a mysterious illness were running around crazily when the patient suddenly began convulsing on his bed while playing a VR game his sister had brought for him.
The sister had demanded the doctors let her brother play a Neurological VR game and that it could possibly help heal him. The young doctor in charge had scoffed at the nonsensical conviction the girl had but he couldn't tell her no.
He knew just who was behind her and he was not willing to put his career and maybe even his life on the line to reject a simple request. After all, all he cared about was that he was paid.
Now that same doctor had cold sweat dripping down his face as he failed to pry the VR Headset Console from the young mans head. It was as if the console had been grafted and fused to his face.
He didn't want to be the one to be held responsible for this. Why was he dying on his watch?!
"Kyah!"
A relatively new nurse who had often looked after the boy, often finding herself laughing at the young patients humor and charming remarks covered her mouth and turned away, muffling her cry as she was unable to watch any further as blood dripped from beneath the console.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
The doctor screamed in frustration as he was forced to give up ,his patient was bleeding out and had no choice to ignore the headset.
"He is losing too much blood! We are gonna lose him at this rate!"
Another nurse cried as she wiped the blood from the boys nose and mouth with shaky hands. The once white rag had long since been tinged a horrifying pink
"What the fuck is this illness?! It's like he's suffering from a rejection from an organ transplant ... .But he has never had surgery!"
The doctor felt like he was going to tear his hair out. He glanced at his mentor who was grading him on his performance. The old man had a frown on his face as he looked down at the convulsing young man, his jaw tight as he too didn't seem to understand what was going on nor how he could help.
The loud sound of an EKG flatlining interrupted both Doctors thoughts. The mans pulse was gone, if they didn't do something now, he was as good as dead.
"Charge the Defibrillators!" the young Doctor shouted at a nearby nurse.
WIth the paddles in his hand, he placed them over the patients chest.
"CLEAR!"
*Bzzz*
The young mans body arched briefly from the electricity coursing through his body but soon collapsed onto the bed again, unresponsive.
"Damn it! Again! CLEAR!"
*Bzzz*
Again there was no response from the young man confined to the bed.
The old man sighed as he shook his head softly. His heart was heavy that they had lost a patient who was so young. He should have had such a long time to live. He had seen this too much, suffered for too long. Perhaps after today he would finally hand in his resignation letter to the Board.
"Call Time of Death"
His voice was heavy, The weight of not knowing what could have been done differently to save the man was yet another weight on his soul. He would probably need to drown himself in a bottle of whiskey after this.
The young Doctor grit his teeth as he glanced at the clock. He was both scared and angry. He didn't want to deal with the boys sister nor did he want such a bullshit failure to remain on his record.
If he wanted to make a lot of money working in the private sector, he needed to have a good track record and this boy was an irreversible stain that would haunt him throughout his residency.
"Time of Death is 17:02. Cause of Death is Sudden Cardiac Arrest. Nurse please contact next of Kin"
The young doctor stormed out of the room. He didn't want to be here when shit hit the fan. He could probably get another residency at another hospital in a different city. He wouldn't let the dead patient ruin his future!
The atrocious demeanor and behavior of the young doctor didn't escape the old mans notice yet he could only frown as he noted it in his evaluation. Turning his head slightly, he saw one of the nurses curled up in the corner silently crying.
'Must be the first patient she's lost'
The nurse had forgotten the cardinal rule of working at the hospital, you couldn't get too attached to a patient, they would eventually go and leave the nurses and doctors behind...one way or another.
That grim reality had been forgotten by that poor nurse who had spent nearly 2 years looking after the now deceased patient.
The old doctor looked at the patients medical file and clicked his tongue. Orphan, Only family member is his sister Luna. Parents died in a car crash.
The old man was about to leave the room and make the call that he always dreaded when suddenly the flatlining noise of the EKG vanished, instead replaced by the sound of a pulse.
"What….? WHAT?! EVERYBODY, COME BACK! H-HIS PULSE! HE"S ALIVE"
The old doctor shouted in shock. The young man had come back from the grave!
While the young mans body was still frail and barely clinging to life, His pulse was faint and thready at best but was rapidly improving out of the blue. The young patients chest began to rise and fall in a steady motion, meaning even the boys damaged lungs were improving.
Nobody, not even the old man seemed to notice the faint rainbow light flickering in the young mans chest beneath his skin.
The old doctor was flabbergasted, he had heard of the Lazarus effect happening before but in all of years of practicing medicine, it had never happened with him. The sudden upturn in his condition was so preposterous that he could only call it a miracle.