Novel & Cerita The Secret I Heard In The Operating Room Changed Everything

Nothing. I swallowed painfully. “W—where…” My voice cracked. She leaned closer. “What was that?” “Where am I?” I forced out, my voice barely audible. For a second, she kept quiet. Then she laughed loudly. The sound sent ice through my veins. “You’re in an operating room,” she replied. “One designed for just you.” My stomach dropped. “Why?” I whispered, already fearing the answer. Her eyes gleamed. “You’re about to have an abortion.”

Out of OPD Mrs CM was so nervous and worried for her husband but this Operation was secret so she couldn't allow her children or relatives with her nor she could call or talk to anyone. Almost 90 mins passed but there was no news from the OPD. Mrs CM. Was strolling outside the ward vaguely. She was shivering by fear and stress. Inside the OPD her beloved once going to lose both his kidneys and the doctor will implant a new one. It's not easy t9 digest with that condition. Inside the OPD, the assistant doctor suddenly panicked and said, " Doctor. . CM sir ' s blood pressure is getting low... " " Then manage it. It's not my problem. I wanted it to be on 85 - 120.. and the nurse increased th

Throwing back the blanket, Violet got up from the bed. She made her way down the hallway. Halfway down the stairs, Violet could hear the soft murmur of people talking. A sudden nervousness made her stiffen and she continued down the stairs slowly. She recognized the voices of her parents, but the others she didn’t know as well. Trying her best to be quiet, Violet walked to the living room. That feeling of alarm told her she needed to be cautious. She pressed against the wall and peered into the living room. Her parents were standing, talking to four men Violet had never seen in her life.

he turned to her, “It's now or never miss, she needs you” I nodded and followed the doctor in, they took my blood and soon they’d given me a place to rest. Not long after I heard the monitor sound stabilize, Camille walked in, “thank your stars that she’s okay” she said, before flashing me a dirty look, “what’s your problem with me, I don't even know who you are, so what’s all of this?” I inquired. “I saw how you looked at him” she started, leaning closer to me, I looked away in shame and back to her, my eyes challenging her narrowed stare.

His mother really didn't know her son, he was the world class hacker, the manual lock would have taken more time to open than this one, with in few flicks of his fingers the lock was opened. The scene in front of him made the man like Mr Chen Aryan swet . This room was no longer a regular bedroom , it was coverted into an operation theater. The doctors were all in scrubs gloves and surgical masks. The patient they were operating on was none other than his own Sidha.

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

“Wouldn’t she? You’ve controlled her every move since you met her, Emerson. She delayed treatment because she didn’t feel safe telling you the truth. This is your doing.” His face contorted with pain, but I wasn’t ready. Grabbing his collar, I yanked him to his feet and dragged him toward the operation room. He didn’t resist, his body heavy with exhaustion and grief. “Come on,” I said, my voice low and venomous. “You want to see her? I’ll show you.” The sterile smell of the operation room hit us as I pushed the door open. The room was eerily quiet, save for the faint hum of medical equipment. A body lay on the operating table, covered with a white sheet.

"Just promise me one thing, Anabelle. No more secrets, please." With watery eyes, I smiled at her and gave her a nod. I could keep that promise. After all, she knew the ugly parts now and she was still here, by my side. I guess that is what families do for each other. We might not be a blood family but sometimes the family we chose is even stronger than the one forged by blood. Suddenly the door of the operation room banged open and through came the surgeon that operated on Seth. I did not even have to ask before he answered my unspoken question.

“If you’re here, I want to understand what happened to you, Nina. Please, show me.” The room answered with a stillness that felt heavy with anticipation. I waited, breathless, straining to hear any sound, any sign that I wasn’t alone. Moments passed, and then the temperature dropped suddenly. My breath clouded in front of me, and a thrill of fear tingled along my spine. I stepped into one of the former operating rooms, my footsteps echoing against the cold, tiled floor. The atmosphere shifted, the air thickening as I crossed the threshold. It was a space that had witnessed unspeakable horrors—where lives had been torn apart in the name of “science.”

A dull thud sounded after that. The man collapsed to the floor slowly while clutching his head. At the same time, I lowered my trembling hand, which was gripping a brick. "What's going on in there?" Mrs. Hawthorne asked from outside the main wing. She must've heard the loud sound produced by the man's fall. I was startled for a moment. Then, I quickly let out a scream and flipped a chair over, causing it to crash. Mrs. Hawthorne never said anything after that.