The double doors of the operating room swung open, releasing a wave of cold, sterile air into the corridor.
Christopher emerged first, his tall figure commanding attention, even beneath the pale green of his scrubs.
His surgical cap clung to his forehead, damp with the evidence of hours spent in precise, life-saving work.
Behind him trailed Vivian and a team of nurses, their faces a mixture of exhaustion and triumph. The faint smell of antiseptic still lingered around them, a ghost of the battle they had just fought within those sterile walls.
The moment they stepped into the brightly lit hallway, applause erupted. It wasn’t polite or restrained—it was thunderous, reverberating off the white tiles and echoing down the corridor.
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