Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

Upon hearing Aaron’s report on Bernard’s current condition, Hera felt a sob catch in her throat, leaving her at a loss for words. It was as though a surge of emotion fluttered through her heart, making her feel suffocated. 

So Bernard hadn’t been contacting her or even replying to her messages because he was in dire condition. She wondered why he couldn’t have more faith in her medical skills. 

*Actually, Bernard had retired from the frontline due to health reasons. However, our team found itself on a challenging mission, and we had no choice but to request his support. 

“It’s all my fault. I knew he wasn’t fit for the mission, yet I still requested him. He was shot because I failed to cover him,” Aaron blamed himself, his fist landing heavily on the 

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Not skilled at offering comfort, Hera ceplied awkwardly, “Don’t blame yourself. It was his decision.” 

Aaron nodded in understanding. They had been comrades–in–arms for over nine years. If Bernard were to ask for his assistance, he would agree without hesitation, even in the face of great danger. 

“Have Johnson and the other doctors prepare the operating room. I’ll need a set of silver needles as well. We’ll begin the surgery as soon as we land,” Hera instructed. 

“Huh? 

Amon was stunned 

He had come to fetch Hera so she could see Bernard one last time in case Bernard didn’t make it. He hadn’t expected her to perform surgery on him. 

From Johnson, Aaron learned that Hera practiced medicine and was treating Dernard with alternative medicine. 

However, removing a ballet required modem medical skills, and Bernard’s condition was so critical that even Johnson and the doctors in the hospital doubted they could succeed. He pondered how Hera could possibly complete such a challenging surgery. 

“What are you waiting for?” 

Hera glared at him, prompting him to act on her instructions. 

Sensing her urgency, Aaron quickly contacted Johnson. 

Meanwhile, Hera also sent a message to Lilith, informing her that she wouldn’t be home for the next two days, 

After texting, she looked out the window, silently praying, “Hang in there, Bernard. I’m on my way now.” 

20 minutes later, the helicopter landed at the secret military hospital. Aaron led Hera straight to the meeting room next to the operating room, where Johnson and several doctors were in the midst of discussing surgical plans. 

Upon seeing Hera, who appeared to be barely of age, the doctors couldn’t help but wonder if she was capable of performing surgery on Bernard. 

Despite their doubts, Johnson showed Hera their plans and Bernard’s current condition. He had prepared the surgical antiseptics and the silver needles she had requested. They were already set aside for her to begin the surgery at any moment. 

“Ms. Hera, how many assistants do you need?” Johnson asked. 

Having witnessed Hera’s ability to pull Bernard out of illness before, Johnson was confident she could bring him back from the brink of death. 

“You alone will be sufficient,” Hera replied, having confirmed the bullet’s position through the CT scans they had taken.