Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 139

Liars and the doctors were puzzled at the mention of Mrs. Killian. They wondered when Bernard had gotten married. The young lady looked barely of age.

Although their curiosity peaked, the doctors silently stared at Aaron, keeping their thoughts to themselves

Outside the window, darkness gradually gave way to the breaking dawn, marking the end of the heart–wrenching wait.

In the operating room, Hera’s forehead glistened with sweat as she deftly removed the bullet with the forceps in her left hand.

The sound of the bullet hitting the metal tray echoed through the otherwise quiet operating room, drowned out only by the hum of machinery.

Johnson’s eyes lit up with overwhelming joy.

vital signs monitor readings, Bernard’s condition had been resolved without any complications.

deliberating over a viable surgical plan, Hera had effortlessly completed the surgery after a quick

to be truly

seemed they no

Hera instructed Johnson.

sutures, she applied a few more acupuncture needles to

concluded, Johnson moved to open the operating room door while Hera removed her gloves and gently brushed her fingers against Bernard’s

fever had subsided, and his lips had regained

pale expression, he slept soundly, like a sleeping prince awaiting to be wakened up with a

operating room door opened, Aaron hurried over and asked anxiously,

Johnson finally released his tension, his expression worn

shocked the other doctors, who assumed the worst. A chillerept down their spines as they contemplated the

tried to stop them or perhaps joined their surgery, Mr. Killian might still be alive

then certain if they should

you blabbering about!” Johnson interjected.