Right at that moment, Horatio was wheeled out of surgery.

The operation had gone well. He was awake now, but still numb from the waist down.

"Horatio, how are you feeling? Are you okay?"

Zelda rushed over, worry and tenderness drawn all over her face.

"I'm fine, just... can't feel much yet," Horatio answered, his voice a little weak.

Monty chimed in, "What do you expect? He just got out of surgery, the anesthesia hasn't even worn off yet. Alright, enough talking. Horatio needs rest. Let's give him some space, alright?"

At Monty's words, Zelda reluctantly stepped back, still keeping her eyes locked on Horatio, completely ignoring Calliope's presence.

Monty, Zelda, and the rest of the family followed as Horatio was taken to his hospital room.

Meanwhile, Calliope slipped away to change out of her scrubs. A few doctors caught up with her, brimming with excitement and admiration.

"Dr. Miracle, that was incredible! I've never seen anyone operate like that."

"Absolutely, I learned so much today. Being part of that surgery was totally worth

it!"

your hands

"Respect, Dr. Miracle!"

how are you so good, especially at your age?

just practice. Do

too humble," one

seriously, way

tossing compliments and jokes

help but smile. "I explained some techniques earlier,

her way to the patient rooms. She

Calliope showed up, Monty and the rest turned to her,

can he walk again?" Zelda blurted out, unable to hide

cool, uninterested look, not in

Horatio can fully recover? If the surgery went well, does that mean he'll

at her, anxious for any

need about two months before he can start physical therapy. Whether he's back to his old self depends on how dedicated

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