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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.

shimmered as she assured

glanced up and uttered with a sob,

approached to examine Maggie’s

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Thank goodness

Thank goodness.

I had

Ericko comforted softly, feeling a sense of tardiness in

the presence of everyone closest to her that provided solace. Maggie felt as though she had released

and draped it over her, speaking tenderly, “Go

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

moment.

Unknown to anyone else, she felt as though she had returned to the time after her death in

room. She observed his arm,

mere thought made Maggie shiver all over.

the pain Nathael must

he comes out. But you must take

help him.” Ericko’s hands rested on her shoulders as he bent down to meet her gaze, determined eyes staring at her with strength.

some composure and nodded faintly, finally

the treatment room. Maggie sat on a chair while the doctors and nurses used scissors to cut away her blood–stained clothes

saw Maggie’s back, her eyes brimmed with tears. Her back, once

and some from the scorching heat, all painted in crimson red

away, unable to bear

and offered Maggie a cup of warm water. Maggie took it and

flowed down her throat, bringing a comforting sensation that

the fragments with tweezers and disinfecting with iodine was lengthy and meticulous, accompanied by a

with pain, vet she strangely felt numb, experiencing the

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reacting

wonder how much

life or the last, how