
{"id":29598,"date":"2026-02-06T12:40:11","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:40:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-301\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T12:40:11","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T12:40:11","slug":"the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-301","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-heart-surgeons-last-patient-novel-chapter-301\/","title":{"rendered":"The Heart Surgeon\u2019s Last Patient Novel Chapter 301"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 301<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Every performance of \u201cobsession\u201d for Edward, every \u201churt\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>inflicted upon Roderick, felt like her soul was being sliced by a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>dull knife.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She knew what she was doing; she was lucidly aware of how\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>absurd, how disgusting, how painful it all was.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But she couldn\u2019t fight back, couldn\u2019t even convey a single cry\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>for help with her eyes!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That extreme powerlessness and self\u2013loathing nearly drove her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>insane.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the dream, she was no longer an ignorant puppet, but a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>prisoner in heavy shackles, forced to act in a disgusting play.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her face wore the idiotic smile required by the narrative control,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>but in her heart, it was raining blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRoderick, go away, just go away\u2026 Don\u2019t look at me\u2026 Don\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>believe me\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She screamed silently in her dream as tears streamed from the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>corners of her tightly shut eyes, \u201cI\u2019m sorry\u2026 I\u2019m sorry\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the midst of immense grief, the dream finally shifted, as if I\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was caught in a time warp.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The heart\u2013wrenching pain vanished, replaced by the sheer joy of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>pregnancy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine reached out and touched her swollen belly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I remember now\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That afternoon, she had gone to the hospital for a check\u2013up\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>because of drowsiness and vomiting, and the doctor told her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>she was over two months pregnant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick flew back from abroad almost immediately, rushing to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the hospital, travel\u2013worn.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He knelt on one knee before Madeleine, unable to say a word,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>just crying uncontrollably.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRicki, what are you crying for? We\u2019re going to be a mom and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>dad, aren\u2019t you happy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She remembered feeling a sweet helplessness, thinking his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>silliness was adorable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>However, the Roderick in the dream looked up, his eyes blurred\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>with tears, but not from joy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Deep in his eyes was an unconcealable, immense panic and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>heartache.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick held her hand, pressing it against his face, his voice\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>choked and nearly broken:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m scared, my sweet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPregnancy is too hard, childbirth is too painful. I can\u2019t bear to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>see you suffer even a little\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At that moment, the dream was veiled in gray, and the joy was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>gradually replaced by an uneasy premonition and a dull ache.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Time flew by, and the scene shifted to the delivery room.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The glaring surgical lights, the smell of disinfectant growing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>thick and pungent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Intense contractions came in waves like a tide, threatening to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>tear her apart.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She gripped Roderick\u2019s hand tightly, her nails digging into his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>flesh, but he seemed to feel no pain, his face pale as he\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>repeated \u201cI\u2019m here\u201d in her ear over and over.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then, everything started to become chaotic.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The doctor\u2019s voice grew urgent, the nurses\u2018 footsteps hurried.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The monitors let out an alarming beeping sound.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She felt her body temperature dropping, her strength rapidly\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>draining away, and her vision began to blur\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She heard Roderick\u2019s voice change, filled with an\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>unprecedented terror:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDoctor!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s wrong with her?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Blood\u2026 Why is there so much blood?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe patient is hemorrhaging!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Prepare for resuscitation!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>An icy fear instantly seized the Madeleine in the dream, and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>also made her sleeping body tremble violently.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRoderick\u2026 Roderick\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She murmured unconsciously, cold sweat beading on her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>forehead.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I remember now, I remember more.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Back when she gave birth to Kev, she had truly walked through\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the gates of Hell.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No wonder\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No wonder Roderick\u2019s face turned so grim when he heard Kev say he wanted a little sister.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It turned out that the fear rooted deep in his heart was far more\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>profound than she had ever imagined.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The dream and reality intertwined, and that near\u2013death coldness\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>and boundless darkness seemed to wash over her again,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>making her shiver involuntarily.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But then, the warm embrace surrounding her and the steady,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>strong heartbeat by her ear anchored her firmly in a safe harbor.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She slowly opened her eyes and met Roderick\u2019s worried gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHaving a nightmare?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>You kept calling my name just now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Madeleine nodded, then shook her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI dreamed about a lot of things from the past.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her voice was slightly hoarse, carrying the daze of waking from\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>a nightmare and a hint of knowing sorrow, \u201cI remember\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>everything now, about when I gave birth to Kev.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She paused, gently smoothing his furrowed brow. \u201cYou\u2019ve been\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>scared this whole time, haven\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Roderick caught her hand, holding it tightly in his palm, as if it\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was the only way to be sure she was there.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t deny it. His Adam\u2019s apple bobbed, his voice low and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>almost hoarse. \u201cYeah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>One word, but it carried immense weight.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It held a heart\u2013stopping shock and a bone\u2013deep fear that words\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>couldn\u2019t describe.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He could never forget the glaring red in the delivery room, her\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>face turning pale as a sheet in an instant, the piercing sound of\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the monitor\u2019s alarm, and especially not the fear that nearly froze\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 301\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>his soul.\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 ` 301 Chapter 301\u00a0 Every performance of \u201cobsession\u201d for Edward, every \u201churt\u201d\u00a0 [&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-29598","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\/29598","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=29598"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29598\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29598"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29598"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29598"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}