My husband, the lead surgeon, insisted on having his intern—his childhood sweetheart—assist him during a heart transplant surgery. Just because I scolded her for wearing jeweled acrylic nails in the operating room. My husband abandoned the patient, chest cavity open, and ran out of the OR to comfort his sobbing sweetheart. I begged him to come back and finish the surgery, but he said: "Chloe is upset. Can you not make a scene right now? The surgery can wait. Is a little delay more important than Chloe's feelings?" In the end, the patient was left exposed on the operating table for forty minutes and died in agony. Later, we found out the patient was the highly respected mayor of our city. My husband and his sweetheart pushed the blame for this medical malpractice onto me: "If you hadn't gone crazy in the OR and driven us out, the mayor wouldn't have bled to death! This is all your fault!" I couldn't defend myself. I was sentenced to life in prison and died there after enduring endless torment. Meanwhile, my husband and his childhood sweetheart walked down the aisle and became the youngest hospital director and vice director in history. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the mayor was having surgery in our hospital. 1 "Dr. Reed, Liam is the lead surgeon. He said I could wear nails during surgery. What right do you, an assistant doctor, have to tell me what to do?" Hearing the familiar arrogant voice, I instinctively opened my eyes and saw Chloe standing before me, looking haughty. I scanned the surroundings. A heart transplant surgery was underway. To ensure sterility, everyone was fully covered. Except for Chloe. Not only were her hands adorned with rhinestones, but she wasn't even wearing a mask. At this moment, I was sure I had been reborn. Reborn to the day the mayor had surgery in our hospital. In my past life, my husband, Liam, insisted on having his intern, Chloe, assist him during a heart transplant. But Chloe was clumsy. She handed him the wrong scalpel, ignored basic OR protocols, and almost dropped a rhinestone into the patient's body. I couldn't help but scold her, telling her she shouldn't wear nails in surgery. She thought I was targeting her and stormed out in anger. Seeing this, Liam abandoned the patient, chest open, and chased after her. I begged him to return, but he said: "Chloe is upset. Can you not make a scene right now? The surgery can wait. Is a little delay more important than Chloe's feelings?" The patient was left on the table for forty minutes and died a painful death. After finding out the patient was the mayor, Liam and Chloe blamed me for the incident: "If you hadn't gone crazy in the OR and driven us out, the mayor wouldn't have bled to death! This is all your fault!" I couldn't defend myself. I was sentenced to life in prison and died in agony. Liam and Chloe got married and became the youngest hospital director and vice director in history. Snapping back to reality, I saw Liam frowning and scolding me. "Sarah, this is an operating table, not a place for your jealousy. I allowed her to wear the nails. Apologize to Chloe." Looking at Chloe's triumphant face, I suppressed my anger. "Why should I? Hospital rules forbid nails in the OR. I did nothing wrong." Seeing I wouldn't apologize, Chloe's face darkened. "Sarah Reed, you're just targeting me, aren't you? Fine, I'll leave." With that, Chloe threw the scalpel onto the operating table. One of the blades nearly sliced the patient's aorta. Anxious and angry, I picked up the scalpel, only to see Liam preparing to chase after her. I said sternly, "Liam, the patient's chest is open. The transplant must be done immediately, or he'll die." "You're a doctor. Are you going to watch your patient die?" Liam looked in the direction Chloe left, then at the patient on the table. Gritting his teeth, he picked up the scalpel again. I had just sighed in relief when Liam's phone rang. It was Chloe. 2 Liam put it on speaker. Chloe's angry voice came through. "If you don't come comfort me right now, I'm going to be really mad." Liam patiently soothed her: "Chloe, I'll come find you right after the surgery." Chloe huffed: "If you're not here in five minutes, I'm going to abort the baby. You won't be a father." Hearing Chloe was pregnant, bitterness filled my mouth. In my past life, I thought Liam only got together with Chloe after I went to prison. I didn't expect them to have hooked up long ago and even conceived a child. Before I could recover from the shock, I saw Liam rushing out of the OR. I grabbed him quickly. "Liam, you can't leave. The patient's surgery can't be delayed." Liam glared at me with fury: "Didn't you hear Chloe say she's going to abort the baby? If I don't go now, it'll be too late." I frowned: "What about the patient?" Liam said indifferently: "I'll be back as soon as I can. A few minutes won't matter." I looked at Liam in disbelief. A heart transplant is a race against time. Every minute delayed increases the danger. In my past life, the patient died because of the long delay. Thinking of this, I refused to let Liam leave. Seeing I wouldn't let go, Liam was furious. "Sarah Reed, are you blocking me on purpose so Chloe aborts the baby?" Before I could explain, Liam pushed me hard. I lost my balance and fell, my back hitting the operating table heavily. I groaned in pain. Liam didn't even look at me, turning and striding away. Seeing this, others in the OR helped me up. "Dr. Reed, are you okay? Dr. Black is too much. Defending Chloe usually is one thing, but hitting you for her?" "Exactly. I always thought there was something going on between them. Didn't expect a baby." I waved my hand: "Not the time for this. I'll get Liam back." Compared to Liam's betrayal, the patient's surgery was more important. This time, I absolutely couldn't let the tragedy of my past life repeat itself. I chased him out of the OR, only to be surrounded by family members. "Doctor, how is the patient? Is the surgery successful?" I recognized them immediately as the mayor's family. Before I could speak, the mayor's elderly mother knelt before me. "Doctor, please, you must save my son. Please." The mayor's seven-month-pregnant wife also knelt, crying. "Doctor, I beg you too. They said only your hospital can perform this surgery. Please save my husband." I quickly helped them up and promised solemnly: "Don't worry, I will save him." Seeing Liam was gone, I returned to the OR. Everyone gathered around, looking behind me. "Dr. Reed, where is Dr. Black?" I shook my head: "I didn't catch him." The anesthesiologist panicked. "The patient is under general anesthesia, chest open. If we don't operate, when the anesthesia wears off, he'll die of pain." "Only Dr. Black can perform this surgery in the whole city. Even finding outside help is too late." I took a deep breath: "I'll do it. Liam and I were classmates. I can do what he can." Everyone rejected the idea immediately. "Dr. Reed, you're just an assistant doctor. According to hospital rules, you can't perform surgery." "How about this? Call Dr. Black and tell him to get back ASAP." Seeing their insistence, I swallowed the words that Liam wouldn't return. In front of them, I dialed Liam's number. 3 As soon as the call connected, I spoke urgently. "Where are you? Come back immediately, we're waiting for you to perform the surgery." Liam's voice was filled with anger: "Chloe is upset. Can you not make a scene right now?" "Pause the surgery. I'll do it after I comfort Chloe." With that, he hung up. Everyone looked at each other. The anesthesiologist cursed. "Such an important surgery. By the time he comes back, the patient will be dead." "Dr. Reed, call him again. He must come back. If something happens to the patient, we're all liable." Seeing they wouldn't give up, I called Liam again. "The patient is critical. Come back quickly." Liam was impatient: "Heart transplants are risky. If he dies, it's his bad luck." I didn't expect Liam to be so irresponsible. I questioned him: "If the patient dies and the family sues, can you bear the consequences?" Liam scoffed: "A powerless patient. If they dare make trouble, say they're extorting money." "Don't call me again. Chloe wants strawberries. I'm going to buy her strawberries." Looking at the hung-up phone, everyone was furious. "Buying strawberries for Chloe instead of saving a patient with an open chest? He's not fit to be a doctor!" Just then, the anesthesiologist exclaimed. "Patient's blood pressure is dropping rapidly. If we don't operate, he's dead!" I stepped forward: "I'll do it." Seeing their hesitation, I said sternly: "Besides me, no one can operate on him now. Are you going to watch him die?" The anesthesiologist looked conflicted: "But it's against regulations. Even if you save him, you'll bear all the consequences." I said calmly: "Whatever the consequences, I'll take full responsibility." "There's no time. Please cooperate with me." Everyone looked at each other and made up their minds. I walked to the operating table, picked up the scalpel, removed the patient's heart, and transplanted the donor heart. After suturing the blood vessels, I stared at the flat line on the monitor. Time passed second by second. Suddenly, a beat appeared on the monitor. When the heart rhythm stabilized, everyone cheered. "Dr. Reed, there's a heartbeat! The surgery is successful!" I didn't speak, focusing on closing the chest cavity. When the surgery was completely finished, I collapsed on the floor, exhausted. Only then did I realize my back was soaked with sweat. An hour later, the patient woke up. It was then that everyone realized he was the mayor. 4 In the ward, after checking the mayor post-op and confirming the transplant was successful, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The mayor looked at me with a smile: "I heard you performed the surgery. Thank you for your hard work." "But I remember my lead surgeon was Dr. Black. Why isn't he here? Did something happen?" Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Liam called. The mayor glanced at it: "It's Dr. Black. Answer it here." I put it on speaker. "Where are you? Come to Chloe's house immediately." "I'm doing post-op checks. The heart transplant was very successful." Liam paused for a few seconds: "You did the surgery? This guy is tough. Chest open for forty minutes and still alive." "Pity. I thought I could use his body for research." Seeing the mayor's face turn livid, I warned: "Liam, watch your words. We are doctors; saving lives is our duty." Liam scoffed: "What's the point of saving these ordinary people? Powerless and useless, living is a waste of resources." "Their greatest use is for us to practice on and improve our skills." Hearing such arrogant words, I gasped. The mayor's face was terrifyingly dark. Liam didn't know this and continued talking. "You upset Chloe just now and caused her fetal movement. I give you half an hour to come apologize." "Oh, and Chloe wants your cooking. Buy groceries on the way." Hearing Liam order me around like a servant, I laughed in anger. "The patient just finished surgery. I need to monitor him for complications." Liam didn't expect me to refuse and got angry: "Is his danger more important than Chloe not eating?" "The surgery is done. Even if he dies, it's his fate." "Don't make me say it twice. Get over here!" Looking at the hung-up phone, I felt a chill in my heart. I never expected Liam to be such a person. Ordinary lives were worthless in his eyes. The mayor was equally furious: "Abandoning a patient on the table for a mistress. A person like Liam Black being a doctor is a disgrace to the medical field!" Agitated, the mayor started coughing. I quickly went to help him breathe easier: "Mayor, you just had a heart transplant. You can't get angry." The mayor calmed down: "You're right. Such a person isn't worth my anger." "Since Liam Black thinks being a doctor makes him superior and doesn't value ordinary lives, I'll make sure he can't be a doctor." He looked at his assistant. "Pass my word. From today, revoke Liam Black's medical license and ban him for life."
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