Revenge My Stepbrother

Do'a Zivanna.

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The time specified is enough. A young girl named Zivanna Lois was taken to the operating room. Neither her husband nor close relatives accompanied her, except for Aunt Emi and Aunt Husna.

The two middle-aged women could only pray that Zizi would be fine. Even before the girl was brought in. The doctor in charge of her surgery has explained in detail. In order not to be blamed if something happens while the patient is in the operating room. Aunt Emi and Aunt Husna were the family's wives. They're the ones who signed all the files from the hospital.

"Husna, I'm so scared." Aunt Emi was unable to calm down after hearing Zizi's message when something happened to her.

"Calm down! Zivanna is a strong girl. He could have gone through it all. Let's both pray that he and our future grandchildren are given safety" said Aunt Husna can still be calm because she does not know that Zivanna had advised if something happened to her. So they hand over the child to Kevin.

"Miss Zizi, I'll start injecting the dope. If you want to pray, do it now. We can't operate on you only half-and-half, because we have to do the checking." the doctor reminded. Zivanna knew she was going to be drugged.

"Hem, yes, Doc. Thank you! When what the doctor is afraid of happens. Please save my son's life." exclaimed Zizi who had been sincere whatever happened to him.

"Hopefully I can save you both, Miss. If you're ready, we do it now."

Zivanna did not answer. But he gestured with a nod of his head when he was ready. Obtain approval from the owner of the body. The doctor directs a syringe that has been filled with drugs.

"Luck!" zizi's voice whimpered as the needle was injected from her spine. Not long after that again continued anesthesia in other parts. So that he could lose his consciousness completely.

"Mother, I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy. When this operation does not go well. I'm putting my son to you, because I'm afraid Devan will throw him away. Like he dumped me."

Good Lord! Please save lives, my son. If anything happens, please meet him with good people and treat him with sincerity."

Do'a and Zivanna's hope before closing her tear-jointed eyes.

The poor girl shed tears following her consciousness which also disappeared. The outlook of the drug injected by a special doctor. Next he no longer knew what would happen to him.

Their hands are busy. However, their mouths were silent a thousand languages. When they need something, they just put their hands up. Special nurses will also provide this tool. When there is sweat in their temples, the duty of wiping it is also the nurses.

"Doctor, it looks like his blood pressure has dropped dramatically" said the young doctor in charge of observing the patient's blood pressure.

"What! How could? Quickly prepare the next course of action." orders one male doctor, who becomes the leader during his surgery.

I don't know what happened, so there were two hours, not yet heard the sound of baby crying. Evening has changed to night. Aunt Husna's husband and Aunt Emi had also come after their wives. There were also several other neighbors who came to visit Zizi.

"Now take the fourth action. We have no other choice. In addition to saving his son's life first" said the doctor who became the leader.

"Doctor, his blood is out of two bags. But why won't his blood pressure go up?" said the nurse in charge of giving blood stock to the doctor next to her.

"It's common in young patients like him. Especially before this has been done surgical removal of cancer cells" replied the doctor who was asked.

"I'm going to get the baby out now!" exclaimed the surgeon who had successfully split Zivanna's stomach. Not long after that, the sound of a baby crying.

"Ooeee .. ooeee ..."

The loud sound of the baby's cry was immediately heard after the baby was released by the doctor in a safe state.

"Well, the baby's very handsome." praise one of them

"Hold, Miss. At least for your son. We're going to do everything we can." Now the next job will be to see a cancer specialist who operated on Zizi almost a year ago.

"Let the baby sit on his mother's chest! So that Miss Zivanna could feel that her son was born." The obstetrician who was a woman ordered.

"Honey, hotshot Zivanna's mom. Do'a so your mother can survive, yes, son." said the woman's doctor shed her tears, because not only the families who feel anxious. The doctors on duty also feel anxious if they fail to help the lives of their patients.