While everyone else was focused on Tina, Shubham's attention was completely on Nidhi.
He was deeply impressed by her mysterious personality and her extraordinary medical skills at such a young age.
Now, he wanted to know more about her.
Looking straight into her eyes, he asked in a calm, relaxed voice,
"What is your surname?"
"Nidhi Kapoor," she replied confidently.
She had already dropped the surname Mehra.
Kapoor was the surname her grandmother had given her in childhood—her grandmother's maiden name.
Nidhi had never used the Mehra surname.
"Give me your contact number," Shubham said, holding out his phone.
Nidhi looked at him in confusion.
She understood that since she had accepted the blank cheque from Shubham, anything related to Mr. Malhotra's recovery would now be her responsibility.
Exchanging contact numbers would make future communication easier.
She took his phone and quickly typed her number with her slender fingers.
Then, looking into his eyes with a steady gaze, she said,
"Your grandfather has undergone multiple chest surgeries, so he may feel some pain in the beginning. The healing process can be a bit tough. Due to heavy medication, he may also experience swelling and pain in his legs. This is all part of the normal healing process."
She explained everything clearly in advance so no one would trouble her unnecessarily later.
But Shubham was completely mesmerized.
He couldn't take his eyes off her face.
He could hardly believe that the young woman standing in front of him was such a medical genius.
After a moment, he asked in his deep, firm voice, still looking into her eyes,
"Then how will we reduce his pain?"
"These are very minor issues. The doctors here can handle them," Nidhi replied, glancing at the doctors behind her.
Then she turned to Dr. Sharma and said,
"Dr. Sharma, if there is nothing else, I would like to leave now."
"Alright, thank you, Miss Nidhi," Dr. Sharma said and showed her the way.
Suddenly, Keshav's voice came from behind,
"Nidhi, is your right hand okay? I have been wanting to ask you for a while. What happened to it? You were performing the surgery with your left hand."
"Oh… actually, yesterday I punched someone," Nidhi said casually.
"That's why my right hand is still hurting a little."
So, this girl can fight too… interesting.
Shubham smiled to himself.
Just then, a seventy-five-year-old man came rushing in.
"Move aside! Please move aside!"
The moment Nidhi saw him, her eyes lit up.
"Grandfather Vishwanath? You are here?" she said in surprise.
"Nidhi… did Mr. Malhotra call you here to perform his grandfather's surgery as well?" Vishwanath asked excitedly.
"Will you give me a chance to be your assistant?"
"I have already completed my work," Nidhi replied with a gentle smile.
"Already finished?" Vishwanath asked in surprise.
He had been stuck in heavy traffic on the way. By the time he arrived, running and slightly out of breath, the surgery was already over.
"Did you do it alone?" he asked, breathing deeply.
"No," Nidhi replied calmly and gestured toward someone beside her.
Vishwanath followed her gesture and froze in shock when his eyes landed on Keshav.
"You… what are you doing here?" he asked sharply.
"Grandfather, I work here," Keshav replied irritably.
His grandfather had even forgotten where he worked.
What shocked Keshav even more was this—
the man who was always arrogant and strict was being unusually polite in front of this young girl.
Not only polite, but almost flattering her.
Keshav was stunned.
Who exactly was Nidhi?
Apart from her medical skills, what other identity did she have that even his grandfather spoke to her with such respect?
"Becoming Nidhi's assistant was your good fortune," Vishwanath said firmly.
Good fortune?
Had his grandfather lost his mind?
Yes, Nidhi was an excellent doctor—but still…
"Have you seen Nidhi's grandmother in room number 206?" Vishwanath asked.
"I visit her every day," Keshav replied with a frustrated expression.
"Do you even know who Nidhi really is?" Vishwanath continued.
"No… of course you don't."
Then he turned toward Nidhi and said,
"Wait here for one minute. I'll teach this boy a lesson."
Saying that, he walked toward Keshav.
Keshav immediately started running away.
"Grandfather, this is a hospital! You are not allowed to make noise!"
"Stop running! Do you think I can't catch you?" Vishwanath shouted.
"I'm not that old yet. I can still run two kilometers!"
And with that, he chased Keshav down the corridor.
Watching the two of them, Nidhi couldn't stop herself from laughing.
Soon after, she quietly left the hospital.
About half an hour later, a luxurious car stopped in front of a grand mansion.
A middle-aged couple was standing at the entrance, waiting.
When they saw the damaged car approaching, both looked at each other in shock.
"What is going on?" Raghav Singhania asked anxiously.
"Why is the car in this condition? Where is our daughter? Is she safe?"
These questions kept racing through his mind.
As soon as the driver stepped out, Kavita was stunned.
Looking toward the back seat, she asked worriedly,
"Jack… your glasses? Your clothes? Was there an accident? Where is Nidhi? Is she alright?"
The couple rushed toward the back seat.
"Miss is absolutely fine," Jack explained quickly.
"I had a small collision while returning."
He opened the door respectfully and said,
"Little miss, we have arrived."
Nidhi lifted her eyes and looked around.
The first person she noticed was Kavita—
a woman who still looked no less than a movie star.
The moment Kavita saw Nidhi, tears filled her eyes.
"Y-you are Nidhi… my precious child…" she said, overwhelmed with emotion.
Nidhi had just stepped out of the car when Kavita pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Finally… we found you," Kavita said emotionally.
But at the same time, being hugged so suddenly made Nidhi uncomfortable.
She wasn't used to this kind of affection.
Still… somewhere deep inside, it felt warm and good.
"Let me look at my flower-like child properly," Kavita said, holding Nidhi's face in her hands, admiring her lovingly.
"Alright, alright… at least give me a chance to meet my daughter too,"
Raghav said from behind.
Nidhi turned to look at him.
Raghav was equally emotional.
He stepped forward and gently hugged Nidhi.
For the first time, Nidhi felt something she had never felt before—
a strange sense of belonging.
So friends, are you excited to uncover the truth about Nidhi's real family?
What will happen when Nidhi finally learns who she truly is?
Will fate bring Nidhi and Shubham together once again—
or will their first meeting also become their last?
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