Chapter 1335: 622 Totem_1 Chapter 1335: 622 Totem_1 Four hours later, the red light above the operating room door went out.
Nana Breezent immediately stood up, being the first to rush to the door.
The lead surgeon emerged, a man in his fifties.
Given that he operated on Digby Hart, he was undoubtedly not of ordinary status.
He was a top expert in the field of kidney transplantation, and even his assistant who did the suturing was a big shot in the industry.
“The operation was very successful, the family can rest assured, but …” There was a pause in the surgeon’s speech.
Nana Breezent immediately asked anxiously, “What’s the matter doctor?
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Does Digby Hart have any health issues?”
The doctor shook his head, “I warned Mr.
Hart that according to his current health, he was not suitable for kidney donation.
However, he insisted on it.
Although the operation was very successful, the risks he might face after the operation are high.
The family must be careful to take care of him and come to the hospital for regular tests of kidney function.”
“Mr.
Hart has been transferred to the general ward, and if there are no problems after observing for seven days, he can be discharged…”
Upon seeing Digby Hart being wheeled out by the nurse, Nana Breezent immediately rushed over.
The chief surgeon wanted to discuss Xenia Groove’s condition, but seeing this situation, he couldn’t help but sigh.
“Doctor, how is Xenia Groove?”
The lead surgeon looked up, but his eyes lit up.
However, remembering his profession, he coughed and said, “I must emphasize to you, even though the surgery was very successful, the family should not take it lightly.
The first half year after the surgery is a very important period of observation, to ensure there is no transplant rejection…”
Aubree Groove listened intently, “Understood, doctor.”
The lead surgeon and his team left hastily.
Soon after, Xenia Groove was wheeled out by the nurse and transferred to the Intensive Care Unit.
She would be observed for twenty-four hours to ensure there were no problems, then she would be transferred to a general ward.
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When Xenia Groove woke up, it was already evening on the next day.
The setting sun sank in the west, and a young lady sitting by the window was engrossed in a book.
Her slender and elegant neckline, bathed in the soft golden glow of the setting sun, was enchantingly beautiful.
In the silent ward, only the sound of flipping pages could be heard.
Xenia Groove coughed slightly, and the young lady reading the book closed the thick English volume and got up to walk over.
“Awake, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
The young lady standing against the light, her eyes as gentle as warm water, confused Xenia Groove.
She wasn’t sure if it was the residual anesthesia in her body making her muddled.
Her voice was hoarse when she spoke.
“Why…
why are you here?”
Aubree Groove casually pressed the emergency bell by the bed, “After all, you called me Auntie, so naturally, I should look after you.”
Xenia Groove moistened her lips, “Aubree, I was misguided before and hurt you countless times, I owe you an apology, can you forgive my previous ignorance?”
While saying this, she carefully stared at Aubree Groove, her eyes filled with hope.
However, Aubree Groove’s expression remained the same throughout.
Calmly, she said, “Talking too much will hurt your wound.”
True to her word, Xenia Groove felt a searing pain from her lower abdomen the very next moment.
Her face immediately turned pale.
The next moment, the door to the ward was opened, and the medical team began to examine her condition.
When everything settled down, Aubree Groove was nowhere to be found in the ward.
Xenia Groove lay on the bed, a secretive smile playing at the corner of her mouth.
Heaven had not forsaken her, as the kidney transplantation was successful.
She had plenty of time ahead to claim not only the Hart family’s property but also to reclaim every humiliation she had suffered from the past.
For now, Aubree Groove was Mr.
Hart’s darling, and it was not suitable to confront her.
She had to plan carefully…
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“Miss, why do you have to look after her personally?
Didn’t she hurt you a lot already?”
Dallyn sulked, feeling extremely resentful.
Aubree Groove went to the door of Digby Hart’s ward, intending to enter.
But, hearing the conversation inside, she turned away and left.
At the end of the corridor stood two tall men in black.
As soon as they saw Aubree Groove, they immediately stood straight and respectfully greeted, “Mistress.”
A bodyguard opened the door behind him, revealing a room that could only be described as a luxurious ward.
This was the highest-level VIP ward in the hospital.
At this moment, a loud command came from inside the ward, “Get out.”
An apple rolled towards Aubree Groove’s feet.
The man looked up in panic, seeing Aubree Groove as if she were a lifesaver, “Mistress…”
Ricky Wood was seriously injured and Finnian Moore too had varying degrees of injuries, both of them were now recuperating in this hospital.
Thus, Hanqiu had to step up.
At first, Hanqiu had been quite excited about his promotion as he had merely been Finnian More’s assistant before.
However, his excitement soon turned to dread.
Master McKay was not an easy person to serve.
He had been living on edge, scared out of his wits for these past few days.
If this continued, he would die young from the stress.
However, dealing with the mistress was different.
It was well-known that the only person who could manage Master McKay was the mistress in front of him.
Aubree Groove picked up the fallen apple and entered, “Who upset our Master McKay?”
Upon seeing Aubree Groove, Agave Rinto withdrew the hostility that was radiating off him.
He glanced at Hanqiu, who quickly backed out of the room, carefully closing the door behind him.
Aubree Groove sat on the sofa, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and leisurely peeled the apple.
Agave Rinto was staring at her, “I meant to ask you earlier, but I didn’t get the chance.
When you went to Coral Island, did you bring back Delan Sparrow?”
He had been investigating for a long time and finally found out that Delan Sparrow was hiding in Coral Island.
He wasn’t able to move much these days; otherwise, he would have surely brought this man in himself.
Aubree Groove divided the apple with the knife, put it on the fruit plate, and handed it to Agave Rinto.
“Have some apple, it’ll help calm you down.”
Seeing her calm face, Agave Rinto sighed helplessly.
He opened the drawer, took out a pile of documentation, and handed it to her, “Take a look.”
Aubree Groove took the documents and sat down to quietly read.
She read quickly, setting the documents aside after about five minutes.
“After Tomb Sweeping Day, I plan to go to Beverley Island…”.
“No.” Before Aubree Groove finished speaking, she faced strong opposition from Agave Rinto.
“It’s too dangerous there, you can’t go.”
“Firstly, we have to find even the remains of Rintos’ missing cargo ship, secondly, we need to ascertain if Virginia Frost is dead or alive, thirdly…,” Aubree Groove paused, “This mystery organization is not a simple one, they have managed to infiltrate our borders unnoticed.
I must investigate.”
The man who kidnapped Virginia Frost that night had wiped out all surveillance footages, but he forgot that in this era of big data, everything leaves a trail.
The latest surveillance system developed by the Artie Group withstood the hacker attack, resulting in just a brief three-second footage that provided invaluable clues.
The IT personnel studied this short footage for days, and finally, using the latest technology, they found a possible clue to the man’s identity.
The man had a tattoo on his wrist.
After using technology to restore it, it was the image of three fiery dragons intertwined, resembling a mysterious totem.
Upon closer inspection, the three fire dragons seemed to form three letters when combined.
GOD, or God.