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One Dollar For Pity: The Surgeon Returns

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 631    |    Released on: Today at 10:04

softly. The digita

highest-security medical zone in the coun

spital's top anesthesiologist, wearing her white coat. She was

ged forward. She grabbed Elisa's wris

massive, imposing figure of C

renowned doctor treated his ex-wife like a

to do, the elevator doors sli

er-soled shoes squeaking against the antibacteri

lt. She spun around and shoved a steaming p

Elisa's face. She saw the dark circles under he

you finally sign the pape

urned her throat, but she needed the caffeine

avy metal clipboard in her hand so hard her knu

lat. "Left him unconscious on the floor with a one-dollar bill

her. One seco

the corners of her eyes. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms tightly aroun

When they pulled apart, the

ver the heavy

plastic binder, her eyes changed. The exhaustion bled away, re

Her eyes scanned the numbers, her brain

reported rapidly. "Standard suturing has a zero perc

out. "They missed this. Secondary micro-tear behind the valve. If you

rp breath. Sweat bea

ble. She turned to the whiteboard and drew a

lisa commanded. "Drop his core temp, stop the b

"Elisa, that requires inhuman hand stability.

r eyes were chips of ice.

nly began to flash violently. The p

nging area. She stripped off her coat and began pulling

es. She unlocked the door and ran toward th

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One Dollar For Pity: The Surgeon Returns
One Dollar For Pity: The Surgeon Returns
“For three years, I played the role of a devoted, naive wife to billionaire Conrad Whitney. I hid my true identity and foolishly believed in our fairy tale. Then he handed me a harsh divorce agreement, ordering me to sign and walk away with absolutely nothing. He was leaving me to marry Cindy, the fragile woman he claimed had saved him from a fire. He expected me to cry and beg. Instead, he watched coldly as Cindy and her family illegally transferred my father's trust fund. When I confronted them at the hospital, Conrad shielded her, calling me a greedy, toxic viper. He mocked me, completely blind to the fact that Cindy was a fraud. He truly believed I was just a pathetic, useless housewife who would be utterly destroyed without his money and status. I looked at the man I had actually dragged out of that burning debris with my own soot-covered hands. My trauma, my sacrifices, and my love had all been reduced to a joke by his sheer arrogance and a few fake tears from a manipulative liar. I didn't shed a single tear. I calmly signed the papers, drugged his wine, and left a crumpled one-dollar bill on his unconscious chest with a sticky note mocking his terrible service. Then, I picked up my encrypted phone. It was time for the world's top surgeon, Dr. Hades, to return, and for Conrad to finally see the god he had just thrown away.”