Chapter 1370

Upon seeing this, Jean finally felt relieved.

It was as if a lone flatboat, adrift for far too long on the boundless expanse of the sea, had finally reached the shore.

Jean was finally at peace.

The doctor at the side was visibly excited as he celebrated the success of the surgery. “The surgery on Mr. Frederic was very successful. Madam Beauvort, you can rest assured. In a little while, the nurses will bring Mr. Frederic out, and you can accompany him to his room. If all goes well, he should wake up within the next twenty-four hours.”

Wrenn finally received the long-awaited good news. Overwhelmed with joy, she burst into tears, covering her mouth, her voice breaking due to her sobs. “Thank you, thank you… So, his subsequent recovery…”

“Rest assured, Mr. Frederic’s surgery went very smoothly, and there were no adverse reactions. This will be beneficial for his subsequent recovery.”

“Good, that’s good. Thank you. I really can’t thank you enough.”

The doctor smiled and waved his hand. “We owe a lot to Dr. Nancy, the miracle doctor, this time. She significantly expedited the process.”

Neera was momentarily taken aback, then modestly smiled. “You flatter me. I didn’t really do much to help.”

“That’s not true. If it weren’t for your guidance and reminders on certain details, we might have made mistakes. Moreover, the most crucial part is this heart you found. Such a matching heart is simply too ideal. If you hadn’t found it in time, we might have missed the best treatment opportunity, and Mr. Frederic would have had to choose conservative treatment.”

preferred to maintain a modest

at Neera, her

pour out, yet uncertain if she should let them do

first time in her life, she felt a sense of

glance toward Jean. “I’ll go change my clothes first. You guys can follow Mr. Frederic to the ward in

he said, “All right,

Neera turned and

into her own clothes, she washed her face.

that moment. It was an unfamiliar number.

much thought, Neera picked up the phone and asked politely, “Hello, may I

for a moment. Then, a somewhat familiar voice came through, inexplicably a bit oppressive. “Ms. Garcia, it’s me.

memory, Neera hesitantly asked, “Are

a strained voice, “It’s me.”

and head, cleaned her hands, threw the tissue into

with something?” Her tone was

nose.

fell ill. He even invoked family discipline to punish Nicole. He wasn’t aware of the heart interception incident. I hope it

guessed his purpose for the call. Leaning against the sink,

Nicole is naive and almost

is no longer a child. She’s an adult. It’s not quite appropriate to excuse her mistakes as ignorance. Right and wrong, good and evil, I’m sure she understands these concepts. So, saying this doesn’t really make sense.”

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