The hospital ward was dimly lit, the soft glow of the overhead lights casting elongated shadows on the floor. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the distant hum of medical machinery.
A woman named Samantha, with long, flowing chestnut hair and small, perky breasts, lay in her hospital bed. Her heart had been shattered by her recent breakup, and the stress had manifested in a severe case of stomach pain.
Dr. Elizabeth, a stunning brunette with striking green eyes and an equally impressive resume, entered the room. She was a renowned surgeon, known for her skill and dedication. Her white lab coat billowed behind her as she approached Samantha’s bedside.
