
{"id":29522,"date":"2026-02-06T12:37:22","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:37:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-225\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:37:22","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:37:22","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-225","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-225\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 225"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 225<\/h1>\n<p>\u201cOkay!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll learn from you, Madeleine!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After practicing with Minerva until dark, Roderick finally came\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The first thing he did was look for Madeleine. She was leaning\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>against the wall, her expression focused as she watched\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Minerva dance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick watched from outside for a moment with a smile on\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But on closer look, something seemed off.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s face was a bit pale, and the color of her lips didn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>look good either.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He frowned and glanced at the date on his phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It matched.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s period.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick got a little angry. Madeleine\u2019s cramps were severe,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and those few days of her period were always tough for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was one thing for her not to be careful, but to choose to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>dance right when it was about to start was another.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When the music inside stopped, Roderick pushed the door open\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and went in. Before Madeleine could say anything to him, he\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>simply bent down and scooped her up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHey, hey, hey, what are you doing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine was startled.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She quickly looked at Minerva, embarrassed. The kid was still\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>here, this wasn\u2019t right.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Minerva snickered, quickly covering her eyes with her hands,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>peeking at Madeleine and Roderick through her fingers.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That little girl was grinning wider than anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf you don\u2019t feel well, go back to sleep.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine was completely confused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before leaving, Roderick didn\u2019t forget to look at Minerva. \u201cMina,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>it\u2019s getting late, you should go back to your room and sleep\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay, Roderick!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine had no idea what had gotten into Roderick. She\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wanted to get down, but he wouldn\u2019t let her, just carrying her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>straight to the bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>From start to finish, Roderick didn\u2019t say a word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He placed her on a chair in the bathroom, started running the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>water, got a towel and pajamas, and even dropped in a bath\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bomb with Madeleine\u2019s favorite scent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once everything was ready, he came over to help Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>take off her dance clothes, which were soaked with sweat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can do it myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYour stomach doesn\u2019t hurt?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Your back isn\u2019t bothering you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s mouth fell slightly open. \u201cAh\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It seemed like it was, a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So Roderick knew her period was coming, that\u2019s why he was a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>little angry.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This guy. If he was concerned, he could just be concerned. Why\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>did he have to be so grumpy about it?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine\u2019s mind was fuzzy as she lifted her arms, letting\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick strip away her extra clothes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She remembered something and asked in a muffled voice through her clothes, \u201cRoderick, in high school when I didn\u2019t like to eat breakfast and got stomachaches, you called me a book-\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>smart blockhead.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick\u2019s movements paused for a moment. He took off the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>clothes and let her continue.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWere you trying to remind me back then that I should spend\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>some time eating and not just think about studying?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick was standing, and Madeleine was sitting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Looking down at her like that, with his back to the light, his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>expression was soft.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He had an expression of someone who was finally vindicated.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re only just now figuring that out?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine took a deep breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She really wanted to say, \u2018Bro, it\u2019s a miracle you managed to get\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a wife acting like that.\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick was very frustrated. \u201cI even slipped you breakfast, but\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t think I ever saw you eat it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo many people were chasing me back then. Every day at\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>school, my desk was full of food, drinks, love letters, and stuff. I\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>just threw it all out. How could I dare to eat any of it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine pouted.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Who would have thought that a loving breakfast from her future\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>husband was in there?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, Ricki, next time you chase someone, can you not do it like\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>this? I really can\u2019t with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNext time?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick was so annoyed by that sentence he laughed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho else do you want me to chase?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine was muddle\u2013headed from exhaustion, her brain\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wasn\u2019t really working.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She scratched her head, speechless, and said, \u201cI\u2019m just\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>complaining a bit. I\u2019m just saying, if you had changed your\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>methods, wouldn\u2019t we have gotten together much sooner?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The water in the bathtub was almost full. Roderick went over\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and tested the temperature with his hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His tone was also a bit regretful.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBack then, I actually couldn\u2019t tell if I liked you or not. We\u2019d been\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>bickering since we were kids, our feelings\u2026 were complicated.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTell me about it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine pouted and muttered under her breath, \u201cIf you had\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>realized you liked me back then, would you still have had those\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>ambiguous rumors with Leona?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The water was too loud, and Madeleine\u2019s voice was so quiet,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick couldn\u2019t quite hear her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 225\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He turned back, staring at Madeleine with a puzzled look.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 225 \u201cOkay!\u00a0 I\u2019ll learn from you, Madeleine!\u201d\u00a0 After practicing with Minerva [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[85],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29522","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29522","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29522"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29522\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29522"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29522"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29522"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}