When I opened my eyes again, I was returned to the day of my heart transplant surgery.
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“Go! Get all hospital medical staff to the top-floor VIP ward immediately. Wanda is having severe abdominal pain. There's no second to spare! Whoever arrives late won't get to keep their job!”
My husband's words made me snap back to my senses.
I glanced at the half-used syringe of anesthetic that was discarded beside me and the massive operating surgical lamp above me, then realized that I had been reborn!
And I was reborn on the very day of my heart transplant surgery.
In my previous life, I had dragged my sick body for eight years, waiting for this heart to be transplanted into me.
But on the very day of the surgery, because his childhood sweetheart, Wanda Gilmore, had menstrual cramps, James called every single medical staff member in the entire hospital to her ward. He even ordered the doctor who was halfway through administering my anesthesia to leave the operating room immediately.
After my repeated pleas and threats, James finally sent a random intern to perform my open-heart surgery.