Rosalie walked out of the operating room, took off her mask, and gave Mary a knowing smile.

"Mae, the operation is successful!"

Mary stood up quickly, trembling with uneasiness one second, and froze in the next second.

Immediately, surprise overtook her expression.

She flew up and hugged Rosalie tightly.

"Rosie, thank you so much! Thank you for saving my mother! You are my savior; I don't know how to repay you..."

She became incoherent. Rosalie hugged her back and patted her back lightly with her right hand.

Rosalie was encouraging. "She’s fine, she’s fine now! Auntie Wilson's heart failure problem has been completely resolved. She will be fine from now on."

Mary wept with joy, tears streaming down her face.

Byron shot the little woman a look of admiration and gave her a thumbs up.

Rosalie told Mary to take good care of her mother but immediately wrapped in exhaustion herself. She was completely spent.

"Okay, it's almost dawn. You should go back with Mr. Lawrence quickly. Ge