Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1465

Chapter 1465: Updating the Novel

"Goodnight." Claire watched the two girls leave with a smile, seeing them sensibly close the door behind them. Now she was alone in the room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, her smile faded as she sighed softly. How could she have lost her memory? Although the condition wasn't severe, it was quite bizarre. Would anyone believe it if she wrote this experience into a novel?

She got up and walked to the desk, grabbing the mouse and opening the novel website... Yes, she was going to update.

On the same night, at the Charity Medical Center, Rowan Watson had come to the hospital today. An urgent neurosurgery required his expertise. For a doctor, nothing was more important than life. Rowan Watson adjusted his state and devoted himself wholeheartedly.

The operating room was brightly lit. The scalpel in his hand was thin, and his assistants and team members were just as calm and steady as him.

At this moment, his phone screen lit up in his office drawer, displaying a text message: "Hello, the novel you're tracking has been updated."

Inside the operating room, Rowan Watson's eyebrows furrowed, "The tumor is malignant and has developed so rapidly that it has invaded the surrounding tissues and is seriously adhered. When was the MRI taken?"

"Three days ago," someone replied.

"..."

The person continued, "Mr. Adams, MRIs were done three days ago and five days ago. There was not much change in comparison, but we didn't expect this in three days..."

"Enough." Rowan Watson immediately became stern, "We now need to strip these tumors and the adhering tissues around them, try to minimize bleeding, and shorten the time. Let's begin."

"Yes."

Under the operating light, in front of the operating table, Rowan Watson kept his cool in the face of danger. He was like a beacon of light, akin to an angel, professional, calm... he brought hope to everyone.

At night, in a suite at the Charity Medical Center, Eason dialed Tristan's number on his phone, "Brother, I don't need to have an IV drip tomorrow. Can Monica take me to the welfare home?"

"Sure."