Chapter 1482
Belinda smiled under her mask. “All right. The patient’s vital signs may be stable for now, but we can’t let our guard down. Keep on monitoring her closely.”
“Of course, Dr. Wright,” the ICU doctor replied with a serious expression.
“You can get back to work,” Belinda said. “I need to check on Barbara.”
“Okay.” The ICU doctor gave her a small nod and left the room.
Belinda walked over to the hospital bed and sat beside it.
Barbara was lying there, her eyes open, staring at the ceiling.
“Congratulations, Barbara,” Belinda said softly. “Your surgery was successful. However, you’re not out of danger yet. There are several stages ahead of you, and some of them are crucial to your complete recovery. You need to be strong and determined, or you’ll have a hard time pulling through this. Here, let me start by giving you some good news.”
Barbara didn’t react. Her eyes were still fixed on the ceiling. She didn’t even blink. It was as if she didn’t hear a single word Belinda was saying.
Belinda continued, “The one who handled your surgery is Dr. Star. Ah, but you probably don’t know who she is, do you? Let me tell you about her. Dr. Star is a towering figure in the medical world. She is known as the world’s top surgeon. Despite her young age, she has performed numerous surgeries and saved countless lives. And as far as anyone knows, all of her surgeries have been successful. Isn’t that incredible?”
Belinda felt a flush of self-consciousness, her voice tinged with hesitance as she spoke.
Pursing her lips briefly, she continued, “You can take comfort in knowing your operation was a resounding success. Thanks to Dr. Star’s remarkable expertise, once you’re fully healed, you’ll be able to run with the same freedom as before. High-impact activities like basketball or volleyball may be off the table, but running is definitely okay.”
At those words, Barbara stirred with a faint response.
Slowly, she turned her gaze toward Belinda, and a spark of life flickered back into her eyes.
With a gentle smile, Belinda said, her voice steady and warm, “You heard me correctly. After recovery, you’ll be able to run again, just like old times.”
Tears glistened in Barbara’s eyes, streaming down her face in quiet rivulets.
Belinda reached for a tissue, softly dabbing at the corners of Barbara’s eyes. “Hey, no need for tears; this is something to celebrate, isn’t it? From now on, focus on tackling the recovery ahead. Push through, and a bright future awaits you.”
Barbara gave a small nod, her expression now alight with a renewed sense of hope and resolve.
Relief washed over Belinda when she saw this. She had dreaded the thought of Barbara succumbing to despair.
After a bit more conversation and a thorough check of Barbara’s vitals to confirm stability, Belinda left the room.
In the ICU, where medical staff kept vigilant watch over patients day and night, Barbara’s condition was under constant scrutiny. Any issues would prompt an immediate call to Belinda.
Having stayed awake through the night and endured a grueling ten-hour surgery, Belinda was bone-tired.