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.
“ You’re cold even in this… ” she whispered.
“ Okay. Go away. Now. So that by morning you’re gone.”
The divorce was quick, without unnecessary emotions.
What hurt Olga most was not only her husband’s deception, but also the fact that Irina Igorevna probably knew more than she let on.
By the time the divorce was finalized, Olga was left alone, without a family, without a home, without a clinic. Everything had to start all over again – at an age when many women are already building their lives on a solid foundation. But she did not break.
She returned to where she had started her journey as a doctor – to the ambulance station.
After Andrey, her trust in men was greatly shaken. She hesitated for a long time to begin a new relationship. But over time, the pain began to be faded, and Olga began to believe in love again.
Igor Kostin appeared in her life – a tall, broad-shouldered nurse whose fate was full of trials.
He and Olga became close gradually. At first, he asked her to help him know the complex aspects of resuscitation, asked questions without overdoing it with familiarity. He always refused ready-made answers, preferring to understand the materials himself.
– Ol, thank you, of course! But I need to understand, and not just copy. We’re not playing with dolls, we’re pulling people out , – he said seriously.
” Okay, I’ll test you, ” she teased
” I like that you don’t give up.”
Their friendship developed into something more when Igor defended his diploma. As a sign of celebration, he invited Olga to a restaurant, and then to his home. Thus began a new chapter in her life.
Soon Olga changed her last name again, becoming Kostina.
Over the years, memories of Andrey’s betrayal faded. That time seemed like a distant nightmare that had long since ended.
And so, one day, an ambulance again brought Olga to the mansion where her ex-husband lived.
Andrey stood nearby, holding on to the wall with trembling hands. His gaze was lost, like that of a man who had experienced a second birth. For him, this day had become a turning point.
While the child was being taken to the ambulance, Igor went to ask Vika about the reasons for her son’s deteriorating condition. And Olga, as usual, carefully washed her hands in the children’s bathroom and headed for the exit.
“ Wait, Ol… ” Andrey called out to her.
“ I want to thank you.”
” Are you on familiar terms again? ” she smiled dryly.
” And when I came in, you called me all sorts of names, just not like before.”
– Please, Olga, let me speak.
“ Speak,” she sighed. “But quickly.”
– I… I want you to know: you are the best of us. I am deeply guilty before you. But there is something that can at least make up for my guilt a little – at least before your conscience. Look at this.
He handed her a neatly folded piece of paper. Olga hesitated – at first she wanted to refuse, but an inner voice whispered: “Read it. This is important.”
“…To transfer the right to all current and future income of the clinic to my son Andrei Gennadievich Grigoriev and my daughter-in-law Olga Mikhailovna Grigorieva in proportions of 65% and 35% respectively. Payments are made regardless of the marital status of the parties…”
– Really? – Olga said.
– Yes, Olga. I have nothing to say in my defense, – Andrey answered quietly.
– But even before Petya got sick, I wanted to contact you and fix everything. I just… didn’t have the strength.
“ Or courage? ” she chuckled. “Or simply no desire?”
– I had a heart att.ack. Hard times. I thought about a lot of things during that time…
– I don’t care. I need to give you back part of what was rightfully yours. Do with it as you wish. For yourself, for others… Whatever you want.
– So, you want me to quit my shift right now and run to the notary? And Pete might not be the last patient today.
– I understand. Then tomorrow morning.
– Let’s see.
– Be merciful, at least for your mother’s sake.
In the morning, Grigoriev’s SUV actually stopped at the ambulance station. Igor was surprised, but listened carefully to his wife.
” I trust you, Ol. But if he hurts you again, then I’ll just show him who’s boss here ,” he said.
– There’s no need to do anything, my dear. He’s a sick man. Perhaps he’s finally become a man.
With these words, she went out and headed towards her ex-husband’s car.
“ Does Vika know that you started this ‘gift’? ” Olga asked.
– She is no longer my wife. Oddly enough, this man was only interested in well-being. She got pregnant on purpose – to live at my expense. But I love Petya. He is the only good thing I have left.
” Well, don’t let anyone else ride your motorcycle indiscriminately, ” she said
” Don’t worry, I’m kidding. You used to understand humor better.”
Finally, the transfer of funds happened a long time and the debts had paid off over the years, and the amount was hige. Andrey signed obligations for gradual compensation, and the relationship between them started to change. They were no longer cold. Igor even attended several meetings to encourage his wife.
