A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The next morning, Arielle woke up in Susanne’s arms.

“Mom, why did you let me use your arm as a pillow the entire night?” Arielle had barely spoken when she scrambled to sit up.

Subsequently, she stroked Susanne’s arm and commented sympathetically, “It must be numb by now.”

With that said, she quickly gave it a few squeezes and a subsequent massage.

Susanne’s arm was indeed numb, but the discomfort was soon eased by Arielle’s efforts.

“That’s enough. I feel a lot better already.” The smiling Susanne stretched her arm before lamenting, “I’m just getting old. In my younger days, I wouldn’t feel anything even if you slept on it the entire night.”

“Mom, you’re not old at all!” Arielle got out of bed and helped Susanne down.

needed to fast. As a result, Arielle and Vinson had breakfast at a nearby

Since Susanne was due for surgery that day, Vinson took a day

don’t worry. There‘s no need to feel nervous

nervous

was, after all, confident in

dressed in their respective outfits. Subsequently, they were escorted by the

injected with an anesthetic. Once its effects began to kick in, the

present, along with the attending physician. Under normal circumstances, it was rare for someone of his station to be in the operating theatre. However, this professor was interested

surgery was two and

focused and didn’t dare make any mistakes. The professor was naturally in awe of her revolutionary methods. As he intently observed how she moved her hands, he,

surgery, Arielle would delegate the stitching to other doctors. However, she

the operating theatre, her clothes, alongside her