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Fifteen years later

Author: Priyanka Priya
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Fifteen years later

Dr. Rajeev, a 25-year-old, attractive guy who works in a small town, considers the process of developing new medicines to be quite intriguing. He has a nice heart and is sympathetic. He devotes his whole attention to developing novel medications that may treat a range of illnesses. He is particularly interested in the invisible forces that have influenced our past and history. He formerly had a large library in his practice. He had two areas in the room: one for his medical books and the other for his father’s collection of historical books. Being an orphan, he has no family. He provides healing for a variety of folks. While his life was generally going well, he did not do much and sometimes helped those who were in extreme need.

While a group of people went to the forest to get wood for the home, a guy who was wounded was discovered beside the river.

“Well, he’s been really hurt.” The idea was put out by one of them, “Hey, let’s take him to Rajeev.”

Everyone obeyed his orders, took him to Rajeev for medical attention, and requested his assistance.

In his clinic, Rajeev was reading a book when he saw several people entering.

“Hey Rajeev, look at this man we discovered on the edge of the river. I guess he may have looked about in the water. He has to be treated right away since he doesn’t feel well.”

When Rajeev saw that the elderly man’s feet were bleeding, he immediately asked that he be taken to bed. He not only treated him but also gave him enough medication to last the whole night.

After a day, the elderly guy awoke and glanced around. He was in a hospital when he opened his eyes the next morning and realized where he was. Rajeev was fast sleeping next to his bed.

The elderly guy is examined by Rajeev as he notices him awake and is told that his fever has been kept under control and he is well.

“Hello my child, you are a fantastic doctor, thank you for healing me,” the elderly man said.” However, because I am a saint, I won’t take out a loan that I won’t be able to repay to you, my son.”

“Oh no, don’t say anything; just offer me your blessings; that will do.” Rajeev said. “I lived alone and don’t have any relatives.”

The saint listened intently to the guy before asking, “Are you ready for the transformation that is about to occur in your life? Although you are by yourself, you will soon have a family and might build a beautiful home.”

Rajeev was pleased to hear Saint’s remarks. He continued to inspect the patient as soon as they walked inside the clinic.

The saint recovered totally after a few days of therapy.

“Hey, Rajeev, I have to leave this place. Once again, please accept my appreciation for the way you handled the situation. You are an excellent doctor, and you will be successful in your new findings. I genuinely hope that God would give you greater power, wisdom, and everything else you need”.

After taking a deep breath, the man said, “Rajeev, you will achieve such wonderful things that no one else does, but they will eventually affect the way you live. Will be completely revamped. Whatever happens, just pay heed to your heart.”

“Believe in your destiny and keep going,” whatever the circumstance.”

“I don’t understand the term, therefore could you help clarify how you used it. “ Under duress, Rajeev once said.

The saint said, "’ dressed right away; you’re going to see your wife,” with an open grin. The saint then turned and left.

I’ll talk about that choice with my upper half when I go see her soon.

Before continuing to care for his patients and provide medicine as necessary, he greeted the saint.

Rajeev was absolutely taken aback by the saint’s last remark that they were “waiting for the wonderful days of what they term a happy family life.”

Rajeev once went hunting for therapeutic plants in the woods.

In order to find medical plants to use in the creation of new medications, he often ventured into the wilderness and mountains. He’s climbing the mountain as usual with his rope. He began to inhale each plant before placing some of them in his basket, which he then threaded through his back.

He Instantly noticed Mark’s blood. He persisted in moving down the hill, following the blood, until he came to the base of the mountain.

“Well, it’s blood and it’s hot, so I presume someone is in trouble and needs help,” he thought.

He followed the trail of blood, and in the bushes he discovered a lady laying injured. She is dressed quite differently from how one would normally dress since she is clutching a sword.

“Who is this lady, oh my god?”

She was thrown into his arms as he abruptly turned around and ran to his clinic after being shocked by the severity of her injuries. He took her to his clinic and started treating her right away.

After two days, the girl was startled into awakening and found Rajeev approaching her. She then began to dread him.

Rajeev came upon the injured woman in the woods and asked her, “Who are you; how are you doing right now; does your wound hurt?”

He walked over to her and checked her pulse.

A few flowerpots and bottles containing different chemicals were in the room. She detected more medical scents all around her as well.

The girl quickly removed her hand and stood up as Rajeev was unprepared for this.

“Who are you and how did you get here? “ is a question. “What brought me here? I, who?”

With disbelief, Rajeev asked himself, “What does she ask about herself? How do I recognize her?”

After hearing what she had to say, Rajeev was unable to speak.

“She didn’t know who she was, “he later discovered.

“How can I contact her family because she has no recall, and I think she may have lost her memories after jumping from a mountain? “Rajeev had an idea. After that, they were in total quiet with one another.

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