Entering the building, Camila pondered over what Hyman had to share with her.

How important could it be that he must tell her about it in person?

Why did Hymen wait until she was at the research institute to tell it?

“Hyman. "

Camila called out his name when as she entered the room.

Usually, she would be greeted with enthusiasm as he would happily approach her.

Why wasn't he here today?

Or was he simply not in the research institute?

But, during his earlier phone call, his tone suggested that he was indeed at the research institute.

“Hyman. .."

However, her words trailed off when a long ribbon appeared seemingly out of nowhere, fluttering into view, followed by a throng of colleagues from the research institute who encircled her with smiling faces.

Colorful petals and red paper cuttings cascaded from above, flittering gently through the air in a mesmerizing display.

It drifted to the ground around her and landed gently on her hair and shoulders.

Caught off guard by the unexpected display, Camila looked at them in bewilderment.

What on earth was this about?

It was then that Hyman stepped forward, a smile on his face as he said, "Congratulations."

Camila's brows furrowed in perplexity. "Congratulations? But for what?"

"The patient implanted with our artificial heart has regained consciousness," Hyman explained, his words carrying a sense of triumph. "He's doing remarkably well, showing no signs of rejection or sequela.

Surprise flickered across Camila's features. "He woke up in advance?"

Hyman nodded in confirmation.