Chapter 187

"Ms. Jones is fine," Lena said, looking at Cameron with concern. "You should rest. You were seriously injured."

She decided not to reveal the whole truth yet.

"Is she really okay?" Cameron furrowed his brows. "Colonel Bailey, I know you're hiding something. Tell me straight." He sensed Lena was keeping something from him.

"Are you sure you want to hear the truth?" Lena arched an eyebrow. She feared Cameron couldn't cope with the reality and it would affect his recovery.

"I'm sure," Cameron nodded.

"Alright, but be prepared. Laura is fine now. Don't worry about her. She left after seeing you taken to the emergency room."

"She left?" Cameron was taken aback, feeling a pang of sadness. He'd risked his life to save her, yet she hadn't visited. Still, he didn't blame her; it was his choice. He would do it again.

He wondered if Laura was truly cold-hearted, if her concern in the ruins had been insincere.

"That's why I didn't want to tell you," Lena sighed, observing his disappointed expression. She felt indignant on his behalf. "Laura really should have checked on you, considering your injuries."

"But many men would sacrifice their lives for a woman like Laura. Why would she care about just one?"

Chapter 167

Lena tried to comfort Cameron.

"Heh," Cameron curled his lips. Was this supposed to be comforting?

"Now you realize how dependable I am, right?" Lena said, crossing her arms. "You'd be buried alive if I hadn't rushed to the scene after the explosion."

"You big pervert, you're lucky to have run into me."

"You saved me?" Cameron's expression shifted.

"Of course," Lena said, raising her chin. "But speaking of which, you must have a body of steel. You woke up so quickly after such serious injuries."

"How long was I unconscious?"

"Eighteen hours," Lena said, marveling at his physique. "When we brought you to the ER, you weren't breathing. We thought you were done for, but you're lucky. And you woke up in just eighteen hours!"

"If my friend knew you were awake, she'd probably take you to the lab to be dissected and researched."

"Friend?" Cameron raised an eyebrow.

"The one who helped with your rescue. You were unconscious, so you didn't see her. She's amazing—just twenty-four years old and already a lead surgeon," Lena said with admiration. Her friend was one of the few people she genuinely respected.

"Twenty-four years old and a lead surgeon?" Cameron was surprised. Someone with exceptional medical talent typically becomes a lead surgeon around thirty. The job required strong leadership and extensive experience.

"Isn't my friend impressive?" Lena felt a sense of pride. "My friend is like a rose blossoming in the medical field. She is beautiful, and her professional skills are outstanding. She's just a little…"

"A bit what?" Cameron asked, sensing something was wrong.

"Well, she's just a little…" Lena was about to say "rotten."

"Hehe, who's secretly discussing me in the ward?"

Melodious laughter echoed from the doorway. A woman in a white coat with large wavy curls walked in.

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