Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1077 Chapter 1078: From his lab coat, Carsen pulled out a small packet of glucose, ripped it open, and swallowed it in a single gulp to push back the exhaustion left by the operation. It lacked the quick effect of an injection, but it offered just enough relief to help him regain a measure of strength. Inside the operating room, the second assistant noticed Maia still arranging the instruments and spoke softly. "The patient's vitals are steady now. Let us take over. You should head to Dr.

Walsh." The first assistant gave a quick nod and added, "Everyone knows Professor Bryant recommended you, but Dr. Walsh has little patience for people who lean on connections. If you go sooner, he might look more kindly on you. Upset him, and your internship could be over." "I appreciate the reminder." Maia kept her gaze on the table, her fingers moving with steady precision as she arranged the instruments. "For now, I'm still an assistant, and I need to see this task through before anything else." Her words carried a quiet resolve.

The two assistants exchanged a brief glance, respect flickering between them. Neither pressed her further. Instead, they quickened their pace and helped Maia close out the post-operative work in an orderly manner. By the time Maia finished the post-surgery tasks, changed out of her scrubs, and reached Carsen's office, a full hour had slipped by since he had left. That meant she had endured more than ten hours on her feet, with neither food nor water to sustain her. Exhaustion pressed down on her, leaving her steps shaky and her body close to swaying.

Then he locked the door behind him and began walking away. Maia steadied herself against the wall, her body wavering as she tried to stay upright. She watched his retreating back, the urge to explain flickering through her, but the weight of exhaustion left her silent. A few steps later, Carsen halted abruptly. From his jacket, he pulled out a small piece of candy, turned back, and pressed it into Maia's hand. His voice dropped to a firm warning. "Your blood sugar's low, isn't it?

Don't ignore it-letting it slide could become dangerous." "Thank you," Maia whispered as she peeled the wrapper away and placed the candy on her tongue. The sharp sweetness of lemon spread quickly, flooding her mouth with its tang. Carsen broke the silence with an unexpected comment. "You handled yourself well in today's operation. Tonight, I'll host a dinner for the entire surgical team." His gaze flicked toward Maia before he added, "You're in no condition to drive. Come with me." . . .