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Chapter 187
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Chapter 187

“Ms. Jones is fine. You should rest well. You were seriously injured this time,” Lena said, looking at

Cameron with concern.

She decided it was best not to reveal the whole truth for now.

“Is she really okay?”

Cameron furrowed his brows.

“Colonel Bailey, | know you're hiding something from me. Just give it tostraight.”

He could sense that Lena was keeping something from him.

“Are you sure you want to hear the truth?”

Lena arched an eyebrow. She feared that Cameron cope with the reality of the situation, and it would affect his

recovery.

“I'm sure.

Cameron nodded.

“Alright, but you have to be prepared.

“Laura is fine now. You don’t need to worry about her. She left after she saw you were taken to the emergency

room.”

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“She left?”

Cameron was taken aback.

He felt a pang of sadness. He had risked his life to save Laura. Yet, she didn’t even visit him. Still, he didn’t

blLaura. It was his choice to save her. He would do it again without hesitation.

He contemplated if Laura was genuinely that cold-hearted.

He wondered if her panic and concern for him in the ruins were insincere.

“That’s why | didn’t want to tell you the truth.”

Lena sighed, observing Cameron’s disappointed expression.

She felt indignant on Cameron's behalf.

“Laura really should have at least cto check on you, considering how you were injured for her

sake.

“But plenty of men are willing to sacrifice their lives for a woman like Laura. Why would she care about just one

like you?”

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Lena tried to comfort Cameron in her own way.

“Heh.”

Cameron couldn't help but curl his lips.

Was this supposed to be comforting?

“Now you realize how dependable 1 am, right? You would have been buried alive by now if it wasn’t for me

rushing to the scene immediately after receiving the notification of the explosion,” Lena said, crossing her armiS.

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

“You saved me?”

Cameron's expression shifted.

“Of course,” Lena said, raising her sharp chin.

“But speaking of which, you must have a body of steel. You woke up so quickly after such serious injuries.”

“How long was 1 unconscious for?”

“18 hours,” Lena said, marveling at Cameron's physique.

“You know, when we brought you to the emergency room, you weren't breathing. We all thought your were done

for, but you have quite the luck.

“And you woke up in just 18 hours!

“If my friend knew you were awake now, 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.

“Of course, you were unconscious at the time, so you didn’t see her. She's amazing-just 24 years old: and

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already a lead surgeon,” Lena spoke with an unusual tone of admiration.

Her friend was one of the few people she genuinely respected.

“24 years old and a lead surgeon?”

Cameron was surprised.

Someone with exceptional medical talent typically becomes a lead surgeon at around 30. The job required strong

leadership skills and extensive clinical experience.

But Lena's friend had already achieved this position at just 24 years old.

“Isn't my friend impressive?”

Lena felt a sense of pride after seeing Cameron’s astonished expression.

“My friend is like a rose blossoming in the medical field. She is beautiful, and her professional skills and

techniques are outstanding. She’s just a little...”

“A bit what?” Cameron asked, curious about Lena’s sudden hesitation.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

“Well she’s just a little...!

Lena was about to say “rotten”.

“Hehe, who's secretly discussingin the ward?”

At that moment, melodious laughter echoed from the doorway like the tinkling of silver bells.

A woman in a white coat with large wavy curls walked in.