You are mine only (Sequel)

10. Operations

"Oh, my goodness," Leena exclaimed, quickly bending down to get a closer look at the injured man.

"I’ll call an ambulance," Vimal Kaushik suggested, reaching for his phone.

Leena Kaushik interjected, her voice filled with urgency, "An ambulance might take a while. Why don't we take him to the hospital in our car?"

"Okay," Vimal agreed, attempting to turn the man onto his back. However, the man's weight proved too much for him. Just as he was about to make another attempt, Leena noticed the man's broken leg.

"Dad, I really think we should call an ambulance. This man is seriously injured," Leena insisted, her gaze fixed on the man's lengthy legs.

Vimal quickly stood up and dialed for an ambulance. Within ten minutes, the ambulance arrived, and the injured man was swiftly transported to the nearest hospital.

At the hospital, the police questioned Vimal Kaushik and Leena Kaushik about the incident. They provided accurate details regarding the stranger. When the doctor emerged from the ward, he exchanged a tired glance with the policeman.

"He is in critical condition. He has three fractures and a severe head injury. He has also lost a significant amount of blood. His body is currently unresponsive due to prolonged exposure to water. We need to operate on him as soon as possible," the doctor informed them, sighing.

Leena and Vimal exchanged worried glances, their panic mounting. The policeman inquired, "Will he be able to survive?"

"I'm not sure due to his head injury and compromised blood circulation. His heart rate is dropping. We're doing our best to treat him," the doctor replied honestly.

The policeman nodded understandingly. "Okay, doctor. Please inform me if there are any updates."

"Of course. Good night," the doctor bid them farewell.

As the policeman left the hospital lobby, Leena and Vimal turned their attention back to the doctor.

"The patient is in critical condition. We are taking him to the operating theatre immediately. The surgery may take a while. One of you should stay with him to avoid any inconvenience. Whoever wishes to stay, please go to the administrative department and fill out the necessary form."

Leena nodded in acknowledgment, and the doctor departed with a smile. The father and daughter watched as the medical staff swiftly wheeled the man into the operating room. Leena looked at her tired and anxious father.

"Dad, you should go back to the resort. I'll stay here."

"No, I will stay. You must be exhausted, and you have work tomorrow," Vimal insisted.

"Dad, Mom must be worried and waiting for you. I'm not tired. Remember, you're diabetic and need to rest without stress. Go and leave everything to me," Leena urged him.

Vimal Kaushik sighed wearily as he nodded in agreement. Once he left the hospital, Leena Kaushik proceeded to the hospital's administrative department and filled out the required form. To her surprise, she discovered that only one person was allowed to stay with the patient for a twenty-four-hour period. Since she didn't want to burden her parents, she made the decision to stay with the stranger at the hospital throughout the day and night.

After completing the form and signing it, Leena returned to the emergency ward, only to find that the operation was still in progress. She let out a tired sigh and settled herself on the couch in the lobby. Her eyes were heavy with sleep, and she repeatedly yawned, but her focus remained on the entrance to the operation theatre and her wristwatch.

Two hours later, the theatre doors opened, and the stretcher emerged. The patient was transferred to a personal ICU ward while Leena sat on the couch, dozing. The medical staff connected various machines to the stranger's body, and a nurse approached Leena, gently shaking her shoulder to wake her.

Startled, Leena turned her head towards the operation theatre's entrance, finding it closed with the "ON" sign switched to "OFF." She then looked at the nurse, rising from the couch in a daze.

"The patient has been moved to Personal ICU number four. You can go to the room and get some rest," the nurse informed her.

Leena nodded and let out a sigh. "Is he doing well?" she asked, concerned.

"His condition is unstable. This was a preliminary operation. He needs to rest for the night, and he won't wake up until morning," the nurse explained.

With that, the nurse left, and Leena glanced up at the number plate above the entrance to ICU number four. She stifled a yawn and entered the room. Machines surrounded the patient, and Leena, unfamiliar with such a sight, refrained from looking closely. Instead, she made her way into the adjacent bedroom within the patient's room, where she wearily threw herself onto the bed.