Chapter 790: Cai’s Obsession
Cai glanced up from his computer screen and exhaled a deep breath, his fingers tapping restlessly on the desk as he waited for the results of the post-surgery analysis. Unexpectedly, he felt a tightness in his chest—nerves that he hadn’t expected to creep up on him. Despite performing countless surgeries over the years, there was always a sliver of anxiety that lingered until he saw the final results. But this time was different. This surgery had been groundbreaking, and he could only hope the outcome was as successful as they had anticipated.
He sighed. He didn’t know why, but this little girl reminded him of... he shook his head. The chit chat with Rafe had brought back memories that he had long buried in the past. So that, here in the middle of this important analysis, he was still being distracted and thinking of her...
Or maybe it was the hangover.
Though, truth be told, Cai couldn’t remember drinking that much last night—at least not enough to feel this unsettled. But after everything that had happened that morning, he wasn’t entirely sure anymore. His thoughts drifted back to those early hours...
He’d woken up groggy in his hotel room, still half-asleep, only to find the housekeeper moving about, tidying up. At first, he hadn’t paid much attention—his brain was still foggy from sleep. But then something about her had made him stop, the way her hair fell over her face, the way she moved... For a moment, she had looked like her.
By the time he fully snapped out of it, the housekeeper had realized her mistake—wrong room—and hurriedly apologized before slipping out, leaving him with the uncomfortable sensation that his mind was playing tricks on him. He shook it off, but even now, hours later, the ghost of the memory lingered at the edges of his thoughts, refusing to leave him in peace.
Back in the present, his attention snapped back to the screen as the long-awaited report finally finished uploading. His heart pounded in anticipation as he clicked it open and scanned the results. His eyes moved quickly over the text, taking in the key findings. And then, he saw it.
"Yes!" he shouted, his fist punching the air in triumph.
The report confirmed it—Mina was showing significant improvement. Her body had responded to the surgery better than they could have hoped, with no adverse side effects. The initial prognosis had been cautious, but this... This was the best possible outcome. Relief and excitement surged through him, his grin spreading wider as he absorbed the news, before pinching himself to make sure that he was not dreaming or even still hung over.
However, even the little pain that he felt could not affect his good mood.
It wasn’t just a step forward—it was a leap. Now, all that was left was to monitor her progress closely over the next few months and see how well her body continued to adjust. With this positive sign, they could start planning the next phase, maybe even push the boundaries further.
He leaned back in his chair, the tension easing out of his shoulders for the first time in days. It wasn’t over yet, but this was a victory. He took out his phone, ready to call Dora and let her know, but then paused.