Fortunately, a few hours later, she successfully completed the surgery. After finishing the surgery, Linda followed Hans back to his ward.
After Hans was settled, she finally thought of me. Just as Linda wanted to return to the operating room to check on me, she ran into a colleague who had assisted earlier, "Where is my husband?"
The colleague thought for a moment and answered, "Didn't he already come back? Don't worry, after surgery someone will watch him. The nurses will take care of your husband."
Linda didn't think too much about the oddity in the words and instead felt her colleague was right. With her influence, the nurses would surely keep an eye on me. So Linda returned to her office to continue working.
A day later, Hans woke up. Linda stayed by Hans's side, "Hans, you're finally awake."
When Hans woke up and saw Linda, he cried excitedly.
Linda stepped forward to hug Hans, "Don't worry, the surgery was very successful. Your heart will not have any problems in the future."
Hans touched his heart. Thinking that the disease that had plagued him for years was finally gone, he kept hugging Linda and crying.
While warning him not to let his emotions fluctuate too much, Linda gently patted his back to calm him.
The nurses in the department teased Linda seeing this scene, "Dr. Cardel treats her husband so well."
Linda froze when she heard this. She thought of me still lying in another room and hurried to explain, "You're mistaken, he's not ..."
Hans timely covered his heart and interrupted Linda's words.
Linda could only pat his back, "I told you not to cry. What you need to do now is rest more to recover."
Maybe because of seeing Hans like this, Linda suddenly remembered me. It seemed she hadn't seen me since the surgery, "Hans, you rest well, I'll go check on Herbert." As she spoke, Linda was about to get up.
But Hans suddenly grabbed Linda's hand, "I secretly did the surgery without telling my parents. Now is a critical recovery period, without someone with me, I'm afraid I won't recover well."
Seeing Hans's pale face, Linda softened.
Thinking the doctors and nurses would take care of me out of respect for her, she felt relieved again.
"Alright, I'll stay with you a few more days." After seeing Linda sit down, Hans slowly closed his eyes.
In the morgue, the orderly stared at my corpse, troubled, "It's been two days and no one has come to claim him. What should we do?"