My Husband Gave My Heart to His First Love

My husband, an anesthesiologist, deliberately increased the anesthetic dose for a car-crash victim to save the woman he'd always loved. It worked, and she got the new heart she needed.

After Song Qingyan's surgery, he took tender care of her and celebrated her new lease on life.

Only after she recovered did he remember to contact me.

[Honey, it's been three months. You must be over it by now, right? Book a flight home for tomorrow, okay? I'll pick you up at the airport.]

But I could never come back.

I'd died on his operating table long ago.