When we were taking photos in the snow, my boyfriend suddenly gave me a shoulder throw just to make his high school crush smile. "Just a joke! Look at your silly face, haha!" That day, his crush gave her most beautiful smile, while I broke my right arm and could never hold a scalpel again. Later, he was diagnosed with a rare disease, and the only doctor in the country who could perform the necessary surgery was me. The moment he threw me over his shoulder to please his crush, he threw his own life away. 01 It rarely snowed heavily in Seattle. After lunch, a few colleagues and I were strolling around the hospital grounds when we bumped into Audrey Miller taking photos of the snow. Back in medical school, she was famously known as the "Ice Queen"—her personality even colder than the surgical scalpels she wielded. She had never smiled. She was the goddess of many underclassmen and upperclassmen alike. "Dr. Miller!" A male colleague called out to her, handing her a coffee to warm her hands. "It's freezing out here. Why are you all by yourself?" "Thanks, I don't like crowds." Audrey turned away indifferently, her pale skin looking as if it had been dusted with a thin layer of frost in the sunlight. Everyone wanted to take a group photo under a tree, so I pulled out my phone to act as the photographer. Bending over to find the right angle and distance, I counted down with my fingers: "Three, two..." On the last second of the countdown, a rush of wind swept past my ear. My boyfriend, Noah Davis, appeared out of nowhere. Laughing loudly, he hoisted me up while I was bent over and brutally slammed me down with a shoulder throw, right shoulder first! Thud! "Look at your silly face, hahaha!" I sank deep into the snow. The impact against the tree trunk hidden beneath the snow caused the branches to tremble slightly, sending a flurry of snowflakes drifting down like a fairy tale. For the first time ever, Audrey broke into a radiant smile, stunning everyone. 02 Why did Noah do this to me? Did he deliberately humiliate me just to coax a smile out of Audrey? What did I do wrong? My brain was completely blank for a few seconds. By the time the feelings of grievance and anger surged up, I realized my entire right shoulder was numb. I had completely lost feeling in my right arm, and when I tried to speak, only a sob came out. "Help..." "Wow, Audrey, this photo of you is so beautiful! I've known you for seven years and this is the first time I've seen you smile!" Noah had snatched my phone and was enthusiastically showing the photo to everyone like he was presenting a treasure. "Yeah, Dr. Miller, you really should smile more. You're so beautiful!" "Noah, hurry up and help your girlfriend up. How could you do that?" Noah laughed, saying it was fine, and crouched down to dig me out of the snow. "Chloe's a prankster offline too. We're always messing with each other like bros. She's fine..." His words came to a screeching halt when he met my dull, lifeless eyes. Digging further, he saw my unnaturally twisted right arm and immediately panicked. 03 "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Chloe! I was just joking with you..." My right shoulder had been pierced by a tree root, bleeding profusely. I was rushed into the ER. The Chief of Surgery and the Vice President of the hospital, who had just gotten off a grueling shift, both turned pale when they saw me and hurried in one after another to assist in the emergency operation. Noah gripped my left hand tightly, the corners of his eyes red. He wiped the snowflakes off my face over and over again, trembling uncontrollably in a panic. He was stopped outside the operating room. In the last second before the doors closed, I looked at him calmly and said one word: "Get lost." 04 When I woke up in my hospital room, Audrey was asking the nurse about my medication from the previous night. The room was filled with a cloying scent. The sickly sweet smell of her floral essential oil even overpowered the smell of disinfectant. Next to my pillow was Audrey's phone, the screen still illuminated. She had posted that group snow photo on her Instagram. Noah was the first to like and comment: [You really should smile more. You look beautiful when you smile.] I stared blankly for a few seconds. My gaze then fell on the medical chart next to the phone. Whether out of carelessness or malice, my chart had been casually tossed there by Audrey. I'm a surgeon too; I understand what the chart says. My right hand would never be able to hold a scalpel again. 05 The sound of pages turning was exceptionally loud. Audrey glanced back at me, coldly snatched the chart away, and didn't say a word. Even though we went to the same med school and now worked in the same hospital, we weren't close. Audrey rarely talked to men, and she completely ignored women. We had nothing to say to each other. "Is Chloe awake? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Noah's voice shattered the silence of the hospital room. He had just come off an all-night surgery. His handsome face was covered in sweat. His tall frame cautiously approached the bed, and he grasped my hand through the blanket. "I really just wanted to joke around with you. I'm sorry, Chloe." "I've already called your mom and dad. Don't worry!" "...You just have a fracture. We'll do a minor surgery in a few days. Our Chief of Surgery will operate personally, and I'll be there too. Your right hand will definitely recover!" Noah's voice trembled at the end. Like a lost, helpless child, he kept his head down, stroking my fingers over and over again. Seeing that I wasn't speaking, he gave a stiff smile and tremblingly pulled a velvet box from his pocket. "Oh right, look at my memory! Actually, yesterday, I wanted to propose to you." 06 I hadn't noticed when Audrey slipped out of the room. Noah's eyes were burning with intensity, looking at me with deep affection: "Seattle has never seen such beautiful snow. I wanted to take advantage of it to propose to you... I wanted to make you mad first and then surprise you. You know, like the videos online. I really was just joking! I'm an idiot, I'm so stupid, I promise there won't be a next time!" But inside the box was a very ordinary ring, showing no signs of careful preparation. Did he expect me to believe him? Noah grabbed my numb right hand: "Marry me, Chloe." The silence in the room was terrifying. It felt like I could hear every single drop of IV fluid falling into the chamber. Suddenly, I laughed. Noah visibly let out a sigh of relief. He eagerly pressed his cheek into my palm, nuzzling it like a puppy trying to act cute and seek forgiveness. "Look at your silly face." I used my uninjured left hand to grab his hair, my eyes turning icy cold: "You're still thinking about proposing at a time like this? Go to the police station and make a statement first. You've committed assault." "You made me angry just to propose? Stop making excuses for your mistakes. At that moment, you only wanted to humiliate me to make your goddess smile. Do you think I'm stupid?" "Furthermore, the people you should be apologizing to the most are my patients. They waited so long for a chance to have surgery. The highly specialized procedure they need can only be performed by me and our 96-year-old retired professor in the entire country. Now that my hand is ruined, who's going to help them?" 07 Noah opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, so overwhelmed by guilt after his lie was exposed that he couldn't speak. The quiet room was left to me alone. The water stains on the ceiling, caused by the melting snow, were slowly spreading, much like my own future—lost and without direction. I closed my eyes, and the hopeful faces of my patients quickly flashed through my mind. How was I going to explain this to them? "Noah, honestly, this isn't your fault. No one can predict accidents. Chloe is just a young girl, she needs a bit more coaxing. She'll be fine once she thinks it through." Hearing the voice, my eyes snapped open. Audrey was standing outside my room, consoling Noah. "I guess this is why I don't like getting close to anyone. I could never take my anger out on innocent people. Should you unconditionally blame your boyfriend just because he's your boyfriend? I really look down on women who throw unreasonable tantrums like that." I thought I was hallucinating. What kind of nonsense was Audrey spouting? Noah sighed heavily, his voice hoarse: "You're right, Audrey. I understand what you mean. Regardless, I'll take all the blame. I love her, and I can't be as clear-headed and rational as you." "You care about Chloe a lot too, don't you? Staying here in the room to keep an eye on her. I thank you on her behalf. You should go back and get some rest." Through the gaps in the blinds, I could vaguely see Audrey standing in front of Noah. Noah helplessly rubbed his face, and finally, with a reverent and gentle motion, he leaned against Audrey— "Thank you, Audrey." ... Expressionless, I picked up the phone: "Hello, 911? I was maliciously assaulted by a male colleague, and I suspect attempted murder!" 08 Noah and I met in college. If there was anything about him that won my heart, it was probably his sincerity—his ultimate weapon. He held nothing back with me and always took my side unconditionally, like a silly, clumsy puppy that loved wagging its tail at its owner. I didn't have to question his true feelings; I just needed to slowly teach him how to love, how to navigate a relationship... But now, I no longer wanted to accompany a boy as he grew up. He could give his heart to me, but his soul would always lean toward that sacred, pure goddess. He made me sick. My parents rushed to the police station. After learning what happened, they strongly supported my decision. What kind of joke involves executing a flawless shoulder throw on your girlfriend without hesitation? He destroyed my future. And he had the audacity to blatantly lie to my parents afterward: He claimed I accidentally slipped in the hospital and injured my arm. 09 Faced with all my accusations, Noah didn't say a single word in his defense and accepted whatever punishment was coming. In the end, it was the Hospital President and the Chief of Surgery who stepped forward to mediate, hoping the situation wouldn't blow up. Noah would face an indefinite suspension, and lawyers would negotiate a financial settlement out of court, all to avoid jail time and protect the hospital's reputation. Moreover, my 96-year-old mentor was hospitalized and in a coma, and no one wanted to agitate the old man with a massive scandal. An out-of-court settlement was fine. Noah had better get his money ready. The hospital quickly arranged for my surgery, telling me to focus solely on recovering my right hand and not to worry about anything else. But on my very first day hospitalized, a huge argument erupted at the nurses' station over mandatory overtime. With two surgeons out of commission, all schedules and surgeries had to be reshuffled, drastically increasing everyone's workload. Audrey, passing by during her rounds, stopped in front of the nurses' station and said coldly: "Complaining won't solve anything. You nurses are tired, but aren't the doctors tired too?" "It was clearly just an accident. It's Dr. Williams throwing a tantrum and escalating the situation that caused her boyfriend to be suspended. You can't blame anyone else." "Don't mind me being blunt; I'm just telling the truth." 10 The staff at the nurses' station were stunned. Not having been at the scene, not knowing the full story, and hearing this from Audrey—the usually aloof "goddess" who hated gossip—made her words naturally convincing. Audrey turned to leave, but I quickly rushed up and grabbed her wrist— "Dr. Miller, if you have something to say, say it directly instead of making passive-aggressive remarks. What do you mean I escalated the situation?" "Let's get this straight: I am the victim here! If it were any of you, and your boyfriend threw you for no reason, fracturing your arm so badly you could never hold a scalpel again, and then tried to pass it off as 'just a joke' or 'an accident,' wouldn't you be angry? Wouldn't you demand accountability? If not, you must be actual saints!" The nurses' expressions shifted. I pulled up the group photo and placed my phone on the desk: "Dr. Miller was there when it happened. When Noah threw me, you smiled more radiantly than ever! What were you thinking? Were you really that happy?" Audrey swayed slightly, her teeth biting hard into her lower lip, the color draining from her face. Just as she was about to speak, a strong force suddenly pushed me away from behind. Noah stepped between us, shielding Audrey behind him. "Chloe, Audrey doesn't understand these petty squabbles between women! Just drop it. Everything that happened is my fault."
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