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In the waiting room, the atmosphere was tense, and the eyes of the other patients frequently turned toward an old woman sitting alone in a corner, dressed in simple and modest clothes. Some were whispering among themselves, making remarks about why she was there in a surgical office.
One woman, visibly uncomfortable, leaned toward another patient and, in a mocking tone, whispered, “What is she doing here? She looks like she doesn’t even know where she is.”
Even a nurse, looking skeptical, approached the old lady. She glanced at her for a moment, hesitated, and then gently asked, “Are you sure you’re on the right floor? This isn’t the consultation room for the elderly…”
The old lady looked up and calmly responded, “Yes, I’m exactly where my heart has led me.”
Suddenly, the door opened, and the chief surgeon, a man in his forties, stepped out. He noticed that everyone was looking at the old woman, some with curiosity, others with judgment.
He approached her, placed his hand on her shoulder, and asked her a question. His question silenced the murmurs. The patients, surprised, exchanged silent glances…
The surgeon asked, “Are you ready to tell our story?”
She slowly stood up and, in a firm voice, began: “Thirty years ago, I had a bakery. A young boy came every day, his mother being absent. I taught him to read, to count, to believe in himself.”
The surgeon, moved, continued: “That boy was me. Without her, I would have never become a doctor. She was my family.”
A heavy silence fell, and the mockers turned their gaze away, ashamed.
The surgeon added, “I ordered your favorite cake.”
“Still as greedy!” she replied, laughing.
Their photo in front of the chocolate cake quickly circulated on social media, accompanied by a poignant message: “Behind every success, there is often an unknown angel.”
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