The Final Day.
No farewell party.
No grand announcement.
No public recognition.
Because that's not how legends disappear.
They simply leave, without expecting gratitude, without looking back—because they never did it for the fame.
And that's exactly how Su Yan and Lin Kai left the hospital that had once believed it couldn't survive without them.
The Last Surgery – A Quiet Goodbye
Their final procedure wasn't some dramatic, last-minute emergency.
No high-profile patient.
No record-breaking techniques.
No miraculous recoveries.
Just a routine case, something that should have been simple, ordinary.
Except—it wasn't.
Because the moment Su Yan made the final stitch, the moment Lin Kai pulled off his gloves, there was a weight in the room.
One by one, the other surgeons and nurses realized what this meant.
This was it.
The last time they'd see these two figures in the OR.
The ones who changed the way they saw medicine.
The ones who broke every assumption they had ever had.
The ones who showed them what was truly possible.
And just like that—it was over.
Su Yan stepped back, looked at the finished work, and muttered, "Boring."
Lin Kai chuckled. "What, no dramatic ending?"
She shrugged. "Not my style."
But as they walked out, leaving behind the operating room that had been their battlefield, the silence from the others wasn't just respect.
It was loss.
Because even though they had known this day was coming—
None of them were ready.
The Unspoken Gratitude of the Hospital
They didn't expect a farewell.
But one happened anyway.
It started small.
A nurse handing Su Yan her favourite bubble tea before she left.
A junior doctor slipping a handwritten note into Lin Kai's coat pocket.
An intern nervously muttering, "Thank you," as they walked past.
And then—
It grew.
Dr. Wallace, standing by the elevators, nodding once, silently acknowledging everything they had done.
Dr. Patel, arms crossed, grumbling, "Don't think this means we respect you or anything."
Dr. Evans, exhaling sharply, muttering, "Fine. Maybe you two weren't so bad."
They didn't need speeches.
They didn't need farewell gifts.
Because this was enough.
A quiet, unspoken understanding.
You changed us.
You made us better.
We'll never forget you.
And that was all that mattered.
Dr. Monroe's Realization – A Name That Won't Be Written in History
As they left, Dr. Monroe watched them go.
And for the first time, she asked herself:
How will history remember them?
Will there be textbooks about what they accomplished?
Will there be research papers analyzing their methods?
And then she realized the truth.
There wouldn't be.
No published studies.
No recorded awards.
No official recognition.
Because Su Yan didn't exist in the system.
She had no medical license.
She had no nursing credentials.
She had no certifications.
She wasn't a doctor in the eyes of the world.
She wasn't even a registered medical professional.
She was just someone who happened to be here.
And now?
Now, she was leaving.
And in a few months, a few years, her impact would remain—but her name wouldn't.
Because history only remembers the ones who follow the rules.
And Su Yan?
She had never followed a rule in her life.
The Last Conversation – Lin Kai and Su Yan
As they stepped outside, leaving the hospital behind, Lin Kai sighed.
"Well. That's done."
Su Yan stretched. "Took them long enough to let us go."
Lin Kai smirked. "You don't think they'll chase after us?"
She grinned. "Oh, they will. But by the time they figure out how to find us, we'll be gone."
Lin Kai chuckled. "And where are we going?"
Su Yan shrugged. "Wherever we want."
He shook his head. "You make it sound easy."
She smiled. "Because it is."
They walked in silence for a moment, leaving behind the building they had once ruled.
Then, Lin Kai glanced at her.
"You know… you never did get an actual medical degree."
Su Yan smirked. "Nope."
"No license. No official record. Nothing."
"Exactly."
Lin Kai sighed. "So technically… none of that counted?"
Su Yan grinned. "Nope. And yet, you still love me."
Lin Kai groaned. "You seriously need new material."
Su Yan laughed. "Too late. You're stuck with me."
And with that—
They walked away.
No ceremony.
No applause.
No recognition.
Just two figures disappearing into the city, leaving behind a legacy that would never have their names attached to it.
Because true geniuses?
They don't wait for history to remember them.
They simply move on.