Chapter 1395:


    A thick tension lingered in the air outside the operating room. Even with the bright lights overhead, a heavy pressure settled over the hallway and made people draw quieter breaths.


    Inside the changing room, an unnatural silence hovered as if the entire space held its breath.


    Maia slipped into her surgical gown and carefully tightened each strap. Once she finished fastening the final button, the room fell still as everyone paused mid-movement.


    Nobody broke the silence. Every gaze drifted toward Maia’s slim figure and the unwavering steadiness she carried.


    Maia dipped her head and fought a slight tremor in her fingertips, forcing them to stay firm. She pulled on her surgical cap with practiced precision and adjusted the white mask into ce.


    Her usually crystal-clear eyes appeared muted, carrying a faint haze that hinted at the storm building inside her.


    She took a deep breath and pushed the emotional turmoil aside. She reminded herself that maintainingpleteposure was the only way to carry out the surgery sessfully.


    By the time Maia lifted her gaze, aposed resolve filled her eyes. “I’m prepared. You can trust that my feelings won’t interfere with the procedure,” she said to them.


    For a brief second, the room hesitated. After that, the medical team traded quiet looks, and their silence shifted into steady, reassuring voices.


    “Maia, it’s alright. We’ll put everything we have into this.”


    “Think back to all the procedures we’ve handled together. This one is just another we’ll ovee.”


    “Believe us, Maia. We’re standing beside you.”


    Their words rose gently, yet they carried the strength of a guiding light, drawing Maia away from the edge of despair. Hearing them, she nced over her shoulder, and tears gathered as aforting warmth spread through her chest. She answered with a small, grateful nod.


    At that moment, a gentle hand settled on her shoulder.


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    Maia shifted her head to see who it was—she found Carsen standing there.


    He stood fully prepared for surgery, and although his voice sounded familiar, it held a firmer weight as he said, “I informed the team that the person we’re trying to save tonight matters deeply to you.”


    A flicker of surprise crossed Maia’s face before she gently shook her head. “It isn’t about that,” she replied quietly. “It’s just that… seeing everyone here means more than I can say.”


    Bit by bit, the emotions she had kept locked away began to loosen.


    From across the room, a few staff members said, “Come on, nothing formal between us.”


    “Saving lives is what we do.”


    “And honestly, even without Dr. Walsh telling us, we figured it out… the patient is your husband.”


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