"Focus on driving,"
Shubham said firmly, sensing Yug's gaze on him.
In the past, whenever any girl tried to get close to Shubham, he treated her so coldly that she eventually stayed away on her own.
But Nidhi was different.
While driving, Yug spoke,
"Sir, today Big Boss and I went to meet him. He said he personally wants to meet the person who saved his life and thank her."
Then Yug continued,
"Miss Nidhi, you may not know this, but he is very stubborn. Once he decides to meet someone, he will find them no matter what."
Saying this, Yug looked at Shubham and added,
"Sir, I'm worried that Big Boss might disturb Miss Nidhi too much. I mean… she is Nidhi ji. Why don't we make a proper time schedule? She can visit him regularly. Other doctors couldn't handle him, but since Miss Nidhi is a doctor, Big Boss will definitely listen to her."
Yug paused and then asked,
"Can we do that, Miss Nidhi?"
Shubham turned to her and asked the same.
"Okay,"
Nidhi nodded. She was afraid that if they started looking for her forcefully, it could create trouble.
"If he regains consciousness, I'll go and meet him," she said calmly.
Shubham was watching her face. Then, looking at his phone, he said,
"If we're going to make a schedule, may I add you on WhatsApp?"
When Yug saw his boss adding a girl's number on WhatsApp for the first time, he could barely control his excitement.
"When you're free, just let me know. I'll come to your location and pick you up,"
Shubham said in a very gentle tone.
"Okay,"
Nidhi replied.
Soon, they reached the hospital. Outside the operation room, Kailash ji had been standing anxiously. As soon as he saw the elevator doors open, he stood up quickly.
Shubham stepped out of the lift with Nidhi, heading toward the operation room, while Yug followed behind them.
"Shubham Baba…"
Kailash ji said emotionally. He noticed the girl walking beside Shubham and felt a little confused. He wanted to ask about her, but this wasn't the right moment.
As Shubham stopped in front of him, Kailash ji said,
"Sir has been inside for over an hour now."
"What did the doctor say?"
Shubham asked worriedly.
"His condition isn't good at all… I wish I hadn't let him drink that soup,"
Kailash ji said with his head lowered in regret.
"Can I see that soup?"
Everyone heard Nidhi's voice.
"Yes… yes, of course,"
Kailash ji said, confused. He quickly went inside and returned with a bowl of soup.
Nidhi examined the ingredients carefully with a spoon. She realized it was a hot nourishment soup, but something felt off.
She smelled it again carefully and recognized the familiar scent.
"Heart Revive…"
She looked at Kailash ji and asked,
"Does this contain Heart Revive?"
"I'm not sure, but… the madam was talking to sir, and I heard that Heart Revive is good for the heart and has no side effects,"
Kailash ji replied nervously.
"The problem isn't the soup,"
Nidhi said calmly, looking at everyone.
"Mahendra ji is already taking other medicines. Due to the reaction between the soup and those medicines, his condition suddenly worsened. He's very weak right now, so this soup worked against him."
Shubham and everyone else stared at her, listening carefully.
Kailash ji was shocked by Nidhi's intelligence. She figured out everything just by smelling the soup once.
At that moment, the operation theatre door opened, and a nurse rushed out.
"Mr. Malhotra, thank God you're here. Please sign this consent form,"
she said, extending a paper toward Shubham.
Shubham looked at the paper but didn't take it. In a deep, cold voice, he asked,
"How is my grandfather?"
"He's stable. Please trust us, sir. We're doing everything we can to save him. Please sign this quickly,"
the nurse said anxiously.
Shubham turned to Nidhi and asked,
"What do you think?"
Nidhi understood immediately why they wanted the surgery consent.
"Mahendra ji's condition isn't that critical," she said confidently.
She checked her watch and added,
"Wait for me."
She handed her bag to Shubham, and without hesitation, he took it.
As Nidhi walked away, everyone was shocked.
"Shubham Baba, who is this girl?"
Kailash ji asked.
"The operation room is on the other side. Why is Miss Nidhi going that way?"
Yug wondered aloud.
"Mr. Malhotra, your grandfather's condition is very serious. Please sign the form quickly,"
the nurse insisted, unaware of who Nidhi was or where she had gone.
Nidhi went straight to Keshav's cabin. From there, she collected acupuncture tools and asked the nurse to help her wear a surgical gown.
"Sir, this girl… who is she?"
the nurse asked in disbelief.
"Is this young girl going to perform the procedure?"
"Do exactly as she says,"
Shubham replied in a flat, commanding tone. His words gave Nidhi strong support.
"And follow every instruction she gives, exactly,"
he added firmly.
The nurse and Nidhi went inside the operation theatre.
"Sir, let's go to the observation room. We can wait there and watch how the procedure goes,"
Yug suggested.
"Alright,"
Shubham said, holding Nidhi's bag as he walked ahead.
Inside the operation theatre, the moment Dr. Ram saw Nidhi, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They quickly made space for Nidhi to work.
Ever since the last time Dr. Ram had witnessed Nidhi's medical skills, he had started respecting her deeply. He was confident that just like before, this time too, Nidhi would create a miracle.
All the nurses standing there were stunned as they watched Nidhi.
Within a short time, Mahendra ji's entire procedure was completed.
But his breathing was still slow and uneven.
"Miss Nidhi, what should we do now?"
The doctors present there were confused. They had years of experience and had handled even the most critical cases, yet every time it came to Mahendra ji's condition, they felt helpless.
"Miss Nidhi, what should we do? Mahendra ji's breaths are getting weaker,"
one doctor asked in panic.
"If you can't handle it, then step aside. Let Dr. Ram take over,"
another doctor said angrily.
"You're still very young. How could you possibly manage this?"
he added coldly.
"Dr. Ram, please step forward and check Mahendra ji,"
another doctor said.
Among all the doctors present, only a few actually knew Nidhi.
"I don't think this girl can do anything. She's just wasting our time,"
one doctor said harshly.
"Who told you that I can't do it?"
For the first time, Nidhi, who had been silent all this while, slowly raised her head and stared straight at the doctor.
Her eyes were calm, but there was sharp confidence in them.