---- Chapter 254. Praises began to shower Wendy. "The media's all over it now. Ms. Hurst's condition was supposed to be confidential, but with the surgery being a success, reporters are finally putting it out there." "They're all singing Dr. Sanders' praises." Wendy smiled. "Of course, the whole surgical team did a great job. And honestly, Liam helped me more than I can say." Liam was seated to her left. When she mentioned him, he slightly nodded to the people clapping in his direction. "Dr.

Harrison was amazing, too," someone added. "If the two of you had co-led the surgery, I bet it would've been even better." "I mean, just as an assistant, he helped pull off something this impressive. That says a lot." Anew wave of flattery rushed toward Liam. Still, he stayed composed. "This had nothing to do with me. Dr. Sanders led the operation. The credit's all hers." Everyone had expected a standard , serious surgical review.

Instead, the session had started on a surprisingly upbeat, almost celebratory note. Wendy looked genuinely happy as she stood in front of the room beside the projector screen. ---- The exhaustion from just a few hours ago had completely lifted. They'd spent an entire month preparing for this. Everyone had been on edge the entire time, studying the case inside and out, all building up to this one day. Now, the tumor was removed, and the surgery was a success.

With continued medication, Margaret was expected to live at least another ten years, far beyond what had originally been predicted. Wendy couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and joy in her heart. When the review finally wrapped up, Wendy and Liam headed home. Neither of them did much once they got there -just a quick wash before crashing into bed. By 10:00 pm that night, Wendy woke up, fully recharged. She stepped out of her room and noticed Liam's door was shut.

She moved quietly, not wanting to wake him. But when she got to the living room, she saw him already sitting on the couch. "You're up?" she asked. He glanced up at the sound of her voice. He'd just showered. His hair was still damp, only towel -dried, and water droplets occasionally slid down from the ends. ---- The main lights were off. In the soft glow of the floor lamp, his face was half-lit, half-shadowed, striking in a way that made her heartbeat skip.

She paused, suddenly still, and didn't say another word. Liam shut his laptop and stood up. He asked, "Are you hungry? I'll make something." Wendy shook her head, eyes following him as he walked into the kitchen. After a moment, she seemed to snap out of it and cleared her throat. "When did you get up?" "About half an hour before you," he said, pulling ingredients from the fridge without noticing her earlier headshake. "Oh," she replied quietly, making no move to stop him.

"I'll go shower first." "Great. Food will be ready when you're done." Wendy turned around and headed to the bathroom after that. Liam seemed almost too good to be true. Professionally, he didn't need any introduction-he'd made a name for himself in Veloria purely on skill, rising to expert status by sheer talent. But seriously, how was he so perfect? With Wendy, he was always the one listening. ---- He encouraged and supported her, and whenever Wendy had a moment to shine, he was always the first to offer his most genuine congratulations.