Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 137

Upon hearing Aaron’s report on Bernard’s current condition, Hera felt a sob catch in her throat, leaving her at a loss for words. It was as though a surge of emotion fluttered through her heart, making her feel suffocated.

So Bernard hadn’t been contacting her or even replying to her messages because he was in dire condition. She wondered why he couldn’t have more faith in her medical skills.

*Actually, Bernard had retired from the frontline due to health reasons. However, our team found itself on a challenging mission, and we had no choice but to request his support.

“It’s all my fault. I knew he wasn’t fit for the mission, yet I still requested him. He was shot because I failed to cover him,” Aaron blamed himself, his fist landing heavily on the

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Not skilled at offering comfort, Hera ceplied awkwardly, “Don’t blame yourself. It was his decision.”

Aaron nodded in understanding. They had been comrades–in–arms for over nine years. If Bernard were to ask for his assistance, he would agree without hesitation, even in the face of great danger.

“Have Johnson and the other doctors prepare the operating room. I’ll need a set of silver needles as well. We’ll begin the surgery as soon as we land,” Hera instructed.

“Huh?

Amon was stunned

last time in case Bernard didn’t make it. He hadn’t expected her to

medicine and was

and the doctors in the hospital doubted they could succeed. He pondered how Hera could possibly complete such a challenging surgery.

you waiting for?”

him to act

her urgency, Aaron quickly contacted

to Lilith, informing her that she

out the window, silently praying, “Hang in there, Bernard. I’m on my

military hospital. Aaron led Hera straight to the meeting room next to the operating room, where

appeared to be barely of age, the doctors couldn’t help but wonder if she was capable of performing surgery

surgical antiseptics and the silver needles she had requested. They were already set aside for her to begin the surgery at any moment.

assistants do

of illness before, Johnson was confident she could bring him back

will be sufficient,” Hera replied, having confirmed the bullet’s position through the CT scans they had taken.

herself. Donned in surgical sterile clothing, she entered the operating room with the