Chapter 75: Nathaniel Stone Leaned Weakly Against the Headboard

Nathaniel Stone leaned weakly against the headboard while Helen Turner carefully tucked the blanket around him.

"Mom, what exactly happened to me?" he asked hoarsely. Seeing his parents, sister, and brother-in-law gathered around the bed, he sensed something serious had occurred.

At his question, Helen's eyes welled up with tears again. She wiped them away and said, "You almost... If it weren't for your brother-in-law's colleague's relative—a brilliant doctor—you might have..."

Charles Turner, relieved to see his son's improved condition, finally let out a breath. "Once you recover, you must properly thank her."

Nathaniel nodded. Though he couldn't recall the details, the fact that his entire family had rushed here meant it must have been dire. No wonder he'd felt like he was dying during his unconsciousness—until a sudden, cooling sensation had spread through his body.

"Understood," he murmured softly.

Helen suddenly stood up. "Should we call the doctor back? What if there are complications..." She wrung her hands nervously.

The five military medical experts nearby nodded eagerly. They were desperate for another chance to meet the mysterious female doctor.

Charles glanced at Adrian Stone. Since this involved his fiancée, he couldn’t force the matter.

"I'll ask," Adrian said, heading out. He wouldn’t make decisions for Elena.

Helen frowned at her husband. "Why has Adrian been running around handling everything?"

Richard Adams chimed in immediately, "That doctor is Adrian’s fiancée!" He was now utterly in awe of Elena, having completely forgotten his earlier skepticism.

"What?" Helen's eyes widened in shock. "Adrian is engaged to such an incredible doctor?"

Richard lowered his voice conspiratorially. "Exactly. Everyone thought he’d end up with Renee Foster..."

Just then, Adrian returned.

"Elena says Nathaniel is fine now. Just stick to light meals for the next couple of days," he relayed.

Helen immediately turned to her son. "You heard that? Plain congee only!"

Nathaniel slumped back against the pillows, then suddenly perked up. "Adrian, since when did you have a fiancée?"

Adrian chuckled and shook his head. "Focus on resting. Don’t worry about it."

In the next room, Elena Ward was tying her hair into a ponytail in front of the mirror. She felt she’d recovered unusually fast this time—Adrian really was her lucky charm.

"All set?" Adrian pushed the door open and found her already refreshed and ready.

"Yeah, just a bit weak earlier. I’m fine now," she said with a smile.

"There’s a whole crowd outside waiting to meet you," Adrian reminded her.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Those experts?"

Before she could say more, Fiona Turner knocked and entered. "Dr. Ward, lunch is ready. Please come out and eat."

Adrian winked at Elena. "You should at least give them a chance to thank you."

Elena sighed and shrugged. Adrian opened the door for her and gestured grandly. "After you."

The playful gesture made her laugh. She was realizing that this disciplined military man wasn’t just attentive—he also had a knack for lifting her spirits, completely shattering her stereotypes about soldiers.

Fiona, waiting anxiously outside, finally relaxed when they emerged. She stole curious glances at Elena, eager to get a proper look at the woman who’d saved her brother’s life.