Forcing Me to Donate My heart, My Wife Regretted It and Suicide

Linda brushed my cheek, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep you alive."

Linda's mentor had performed heart transplants before, so she was confident she can keep me alive. She said, "After your brother recovers, the whole family will accept you and I will stay by your side."

Linda and her colleagues carried out the surgery nervously but orderly.

After a long time, Linda took a heart out of my body.

Before she could take a closer look, she rushed into Hans's operating room with my heart.

My chest lay open, my body lying alone on the operating table.

The sharp alarm of the monitor startled the watching doctor. "How did he die? Didn't they say he had two hearts?"

One of Linda's colleagues felt puzzled, "You even believed Dr. Cardel's joke?"

"It's good that he died, after all the bad things he did, not saving Dr. Cardel's husband and even trying to seduce Dr. Cardel." Another colleague replied.

"Then what should we do now? He's dead, just wait for someone to collect the corpse. If no one claims him, the morgue will handle it." After speaking, all the doctors left the operating room.

Linda devoted herself to Hans's surgery. Although she was confident, it was her first time performing a heart transplant on a patient.

Fortunately, a few hours later, she successfully completed the surgery. After finishing the surgery, Linda followed Hans back to his ward.

After Hans was settled, she finally thought of me. Just as Linda wanted to return to the operating room to check on me, she ran into a colleague who had assisted earlier, "Where is my husband?"

The colleague thought for a moment and answered, "Didn't he already come back? Don't worry, after surgery someone will watch him. The nurses will take care of your husband."

Linda didn't think too much about the oddity in the words and instead felt her colleague was right. With her influence, the nurses would surely keep an eye on me. So Linda returned to her office to continue working.

A day later, Hans woke up. Linda stayed by Hans's side, "Hans, you're finally awake."

When Hans woke up and saw Linda, he cried excitedly.

Linda stepped forward to hug Hans, "Don't worry, the surgery was very successful. Your heart will not have any problems in the future."

Hans touched his heart. Thinking that the disease that had plagued him for years was finally gone, he kept hugging Linda and crying.

While warning him not to let his emotions fluctuate too much, Linda gently patted his back to calm him.

The nurses in the department teased Linda seeing this scene, "Dr. Cardel treats her husband so well."

Linda froze when she heard this. She thought of me still lying in another room and hurried to explain, "You're mistaken, he's not ..."

Hans timely covered his heart and interrupted Linda's words.

Linda could only pat his back, "I told you not to cry. What you need to do now is rest more to recover."

Maybe because of seeing Hans like this, Linda suddenly remembered me. It seemed she hadn't seen me since the surgery, "Hans, you rest well, I'll go check on Herbert." As she spoke, Linda was about to get up.

But Hans suddenly grabbed Linda's hand, "I secretly did the surgery without telling my parents. Now is a critical recovery period, without someone with me, I'm afraid I won't recover well."

Seeing Hans's pale face, Linda softened.

Thinking the doctors and nurses would take care of me out of respect for her, she felt relieved again.