The ambulance station received an emergency call: “A five-year-old child, high temperature, loss of consciousness, possible cardiac arrest.”on one autumn day. The team was sent to an area of expensive mansions where such families prefer private doctors or their own clinics. Doctors Olga and Igor arrived at the scene.
When the carriage stopped at the luxurious house, both looked at each other in bewilderment – such patients rarely look for help from the state system. But as soon as the owner opened the door, Olga froze. Time had aged him a little, his face had become more jagged, his gaze anxious.
– Oh my God, Olga Mikhailovna! Please save my son! – he almost screamed.
– I specifically asked you to call me.
I know you are real professionals. Petya has been unconscious for more than ten minutes! “ Did you perform resuscitation?
” Olga asked. – Yes, we started. But I went to open the door for you, and my wife goes on the heart massage.
“ Then quickly get to the child! ” she said. Olga has always been distinguished by her trust.
Then everyone around alerted: this man is a womanizer, calculating and selfish. But Olga was sure: “My Andrey is different.”
They met many years ago, at the same ambulance where she began working as a young specialist, and he was the head of the department. Andrey also made an impression.
A surgeon by his first education, he had already controlled to save hundreds of lives. A strong build, broad shoulders, well-groomed stubble – everything about him spoke of strength and confidence. When Olga first began working, everyone predicted another romantic affair.
Andrey was famous for an enviable bachelor, a legendary heartbreaker who altered women like gloves. But he behaved unusually towards Olga – softly, reservedly, even with a certain shade of care. Their relationship grew rapidly.
After a year of riding a motorcycle together, they registered their marriage.
Life was so difficult for them at that time.
Doctors’ salaries were low, the paperwork was enormous, and the workload was debilitating. Many left the profession, but Olga and Andrey stayed.
They selected medicine not for the money, but because it was their calling. Irina Igorevna, Andrey’s mother, understood perfectly well what doctors were going through. Her husband, Gennady, disappeared under mysterious circumstances back in the late 80s.
The woman had to become a mother, a father, and a breadwinner all at once. Irina fell in love with Olga right away. A girl from a small village who came to a big city and handled to stay on her feet without the patronage of influential relatives.
She was modest, hardworking, with a clear head and a kind heart
During the first years, the clinic slowly but surely moved towards success. Irina was not only an experienced doctor, but also a talented organizer. She seemed born to be a leader, although she had never tried herself as an entrepreneur before.
It was Andrey and his mother who brought the clinic to its first patients. Together they invested everything into it: effort, time, money. Olga did not stand aside either.
On the contrary, the key bet was made on her. However, such a busy schedule had the opposite effect – the couple never had children. There was simply no time or opportunity to plan for the birth of a child.
Andrey took it easy – he knew that his health was fine. But Olga was deeply worried about it.
Five years passed.
During this time, Olga continued to work hard and practically did not hamper in the administrative affairs of the clinic. But Andrey, remaining an outwardly attentive and caring husband, actively participated in all matters. He consulted with lawyers, accountants, discussed plans with his mother.
He knew all the details of the clinic, although formally the owner was Irina Igorevna. The first serious accident came from an unpredicted place. One of the anonymous subscribers on social networks wrote to Olga that her husband was che:ating on her.
She just laughed – she trusted him unconditionally. But some time later, Irina Igorevna unexpectedly di:ed right at the family table. At the funeral, Olga looked lost.
That strange hint about betrayal obsessed her mind, who casually asked:
— Does Andrey still ride a motorcycle? – No, he hasn’t ridden for a long time. He has no strength, his work doesn’t allow it.
Although for him it’s more than a hobby…
– It’s strange. I recently saw him riding his huge bike. With green stripes.
There was a woman next to him. A brunette.
A few weeks after Irina Igorevna’s funeral, Olga knew the truth.
Andrey did not want to share the inheritance with his wife – but that was not the main blow.
His mistress turned out to be the clinic’s young secretary – the spectacular brunette Vika, with whom he decided to start a new life. And not just any love – Vika was pregnant. “ How could you?
” was all Olga could whisper. – I’m sorry, Olya. I didn’t want to hurt you.
It’s just… I feel younger with her. And by the way, she’s expecting a baby. Four months.
– Scoundrel… You said it yourself – it’s too early. And now suddenly “the time has come”? Only mine has passed, right?
– No need for hysterics, you’re a grown man. I’ll leave you the apartment. – Are you taking the clinic for yourself?
According to my mother’s will, of course. – Yes. But don’t worry, I’ve already found a replacement for you.
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