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Chapter 291 Nathael Must Be Feeling the Same Way

The words from Leslie provided Maggie with a hint of comfort.

She remained stationary, observing his swift entry into the operating room. Her heart once again filled with worry

She saw that Nathael had numerous bruises and scratches on his body, but the condition of his organs and bones remained uncertain.

Then there was the matter of the severed finger.

Even if it could be reattached, Maggie knew it wouldn’t regain its previous functionality. Nevertheless, she couldn’t help but hold onto a glimmer of hope.

“Ms. Adam, let me help you tend to your injuries first,” a compassionate female doctor offered.

Alex also suggested, “Ms. Adam you should attend to your injuries.”

Maggie gently declined, stating, “My injuries aren’t severe. I can address them once he’s out.”

Although Alex wished to say more, he recognised his inability to sway her. He regarded Maggie with a more intricate gaze.

Understanding Maggie remained a puzzle to Alex. He initially thought she had risked her life for something significant, only to discover it was for Nathael’s severed finger, which might not function after being reattached

Despite the lack of severe injuries, Maggie was obviously in pain.

When she and Ethan got out of the temple, it was already too late. The intense heat and flying rocks from the explosion were similar to sharp knives on her delicate body.

While Ethan, seasoned from a lifetime of perilous situations, could endure the impact, Maggie’s tender physique likely magnified the pain of her wounds.

Maggie remained silent. After a while, footsteps rang out.

Mia and Joyce soon arrived. Mia, with her dishevelled hair, abandoned her usual refined appearance and rushed to embrace Maggie tightly.

“Who the hell did this to you? You almost gave me a heart attack! I swear, I’ll make them pay!” Mia’s eyes were inflamed with anger. She had only received the news that morning and immediately booked the next flight.

Joyce, dressed in casual attire with a cap covering her head, stood nearby, visibly relieved upon seeing Maggie.

as she assured softly, “I’m

glanced up and uttered with a sob, “Ericko”

pallid, approached to examine Maggie’s injuries before embracing her

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Thank goodness

Thank goodness.

had lost

in his arrival. Though he

to her that provided solace. Maggie felt as though she had released a weight on her shoulder, and some of the late autumn chill

jacket and draped it over her, speaking

her head as her gaze remained fixed on the operating room, tears threatening to spill

moment.

to anyone else, she felt as though

Nathael, watching as he was pushed into the operating room. She observed his arm, which was smeared with blood, and saw how the doctors expertly

Maggie shiver all over.

even begin to imagine the pain Nathael must be enduring in the operating room right now.

will need you to look after him when he comes out. But you

Ericko’s hands rested on her shoulders as he bent down to meet her gaze,

nodded faintly,

a chair while the doctors and nurses used scissors to cut away

brimmed with tears. Her back, once smooth like fine silk, was now marked

others from gravel, and some from the scorching heat, all painted in

to

a cup of warm water. Maggie took it and

throat, bringing a comforting sensation that eased

tweezers and disinfecting with iodine was lengthy and meticulous, accompanied

as if her entire back was on fire with pain, vet she strangely felt numb, experiencing

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Be

not reacting to it..

but wonder how much pain Nathael was

life or the last, how much agony has he