Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1709: Surgery Went Smoothly

Chapter 1709: Surgery Went Smoothly

Soon, the elevator door opened, and footsteps could be heard approaching from afar.

Sitting on the bench, Algerone slowly raised his eyes and saw Tristan walking over here with his arm

around Monica's shoulders. He finally came back to his senses as well.

Both of their faces were relaxed, and Monica was even smiling slightly, which made Algerone stare

blankly for a moment. They did not look like their spirits had been greatly shocked.

Could his guess be wrong?

"Dad." Kneeling down in front of her father, Monica offered the lunch box with both hands, her voice

gentle, "Eat something first, Dad. We still don't know when Mom will come out, but getting through the

danger to her life is a good thing."

He sat on the bench, just staring at his daughter. Algerone was a little surprised in his heart, and he

also had many, many questions. Her state right now... it shouldn't be like this.

He raised his eyes again and looked at Tristan. Tristan's face was also gentle, just looking at the father

and daughter.

"Dad?" Jia called softly. She had hidden her emotions very deeply.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses hurriedly and took the bag. "Okay." He also took out

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She didn't know it was best not to tell him. Tristan would also help keep it a secret, right?

A hint of a smile appeared on Monica's face. "The surgery was successful. I believe it won't be long

before Mom recovers day by day." She slowly stood up, still feeling hopeful about the future.

Yes, compared to the moment of panic when she learned about the tumor in her mother's brain,

everyone's mood was much calmer now.

They were all thankful to Jennifer and to the heavens as well.

When Algerone ate the first bite, he raised his eyes again to look at the two young people sitting on the

opposite bench. He asked, "Have you eaten?"

"We're not hungry," Tristan replied gently. "We'll go down and eat later."

Algerone nodded. He retracted his gaze. In fact, he wasn't hungry either, and he really couldn't eat at

all, but this was bought by his daughter herself. She still ate it bite by bite happily.

Thinking of his daughter's origins, he felt a little complicated inside.

Time passed second by second, and the situation in the emergency room also calmed down from the

tension. They had finally raced against death and saved a life. The wound suturing was also nearing

the end. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after Algerone finished the lunchbox, the emergency room door opened, and Jennifer and the

deputy dean came out.

The three of them went up to meet them right away. Before anyone could ask, Jennifer gave everyone

a slight smile and reported, "The surgery went very smoothly. Next is the recovery period. The patient

is still in a coma and may take three to four days to wake up, but don't worry, she is out of mortal

danger."

Only now did everyone outside the door breathe a sigh of relief, with relaxed and grateful expressions

on their faces.

"Thank you, Mrs. Marsh." Algerone excitedly grabbed her hand and shook both hands to express his

gratitude.

"You're welcome, it's my duty," Jennifer said generously. After shaking hands, she looked at Tristan

again, "Brother, I have to go first. The dean here will arrange the ward. The patient will come out soon."

"Okay, do you need me to send you back?"

"No need, I brought bodyguards here and we drove here."

As soon as Jennifer finished speaking, two men came up and bowed respectfully to her, "Madam."

She turned her eyes. "Let's go, we're going home."

"Yes."

"Thank you, Sister Jennifer," said Monica, her eyes filled with tears, looking at her with immense

gratitude, her voice choked with emotion.

Before leaving, Jennifer patted her on the shoulder and looked at Tristan again, "You're my sister-in-

law, we're all family, no need for thanks. Shall we go?"

"Okay, okay, be safe on the way back, get some good rest when you're home." Monica was quite

worried about her. She really admired Jennifer for standing there for so long while pregnant.