Chapter 10
“Drip –”
As the cold alarm on the electrocardiogram monitor sounded.
The nurse’s voice rang out, “Mr. Pollard, the heart removal was successful.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except Jovan, whose hand suddenly trembled, engulfed by a tremendous sense of panic.
He instinctively looked at the person on the operating table.
Sarahi had a peaceful expression on her face as she lay there, devoid of any breath.
He personally took out her heart.
Jovan suddenly felt a bit dazed until he was pushed by someone next to him, “Mr. Pollard, isn’t it time to perform the transplant on the patient?”
He only realized it then.
Yes, Denisse was saved.
Wasn’t this what he had always wanted?
After a six–hour surgery, Jovan walked out of the operating room.
Sir Hubbard and Madam Hubbard were anxiously waiting outside, even Ernesto and Raina came too, all of them were concerned about how Denisse was doing.
“The surgery was very successful,” Jovan said.
Sir Hubbard and Madam Hubbard burst into tears of joy, and Ernesto and Raina jumped up happily.
No one cared about Sarahi’s whereabouts.
In the operating room, Denisse was pushed out, and Madam Hubbard followed the nurse to the ward, while Sir Hubbard stayed behind to thank Jovan. With tears in his eyes, he held Jovan’s hand and said, “Jovan, you are a good son–in–law. If it weren’t for you finding the matched heart and personally performing the surgery for Deni, her operation wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.”
“If only I had known back then, I should have let Deni marry you. In fact, she had feelings for you back in those days…” Sir Hubbard said halfway, then sighed again, “Forget it, I won’t say anymore.”
“Can you tell Uncle who donated this matched heart? He wants to properly thank the donor’s family.”
As the words fell, the operating room behind opened.
The nurse pushed Sarahi, who was covered with a white cloth, out.
As they passed by, a corner of the white cloth was blown up by the wind from the window, revealing a hand with a birthmark.
Sir Hubbard was stunned.
“What is this?”
He recognized the birthmark, it was on Sarahi’s body, and he instinctively chased after her.
Upon seeing this, Jovan quickly intervened and blocked Sir Hubbard’s line of sight, saying, “Organ donation is not something that can be disclosed to each other. It’s a regulation, so please don’t inquire about it, Uncle.”
Sir Hubbard, without much thought, saw the situation and perhaps that birthmark was just a coincidence.
In the corridor, Jovan took over the nurse’s job and personally pushed Sarahi to the morgue,
In the cold morgue, he lifted the white cloth and looked at Sarahi, who had a pale complexion inside.
A ferocious wound appeared on the chest.
Although knowing it was not real death,
Jovan’s heart skipped a beat as he saw Sarahi lying coldly in the morgue, as if he had truly lost her.
A belated pain spread over him.
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Jovan held her hand and comforted himself, saying, “It’s okay, you will come back.”
“You loved me so much. You would definitely come back.”
“Even if you didn’t want to come back, the system wouldn’t let you leave me until the task was completed.”
Jovan lowered his head, resting his forehead against Sarahi’s cold forehead, and whispered, “When you come back, we will live a good life together,
okay?”
If it were the Sarahi from the past, she would definitely gently stroke his eyebrows and eyes, and say okay.
But now, all that responds to him is endless silence.
Based on Jovan’s experience, Sarahi would usually come back within three days.
She would change to another body and live with a different identity.
And Jovan was confident that no matter how Sarahi changed or what identity she assumed.
As long as it appeared by his side, he would definitely be able to recognize it.
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