Chapter 1021
Chapter 1021:
“They’re really quite a pair,” Austin said to Yelena, smiling affectionately with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Yelena remarked, “I think it’s fine. Ellen usually appears tough, like a porcupine with its quills raised, but only those close to her can see her softer side. They somehow complement each other well p>
Austin frowned slightly at Yelena’s comparison, disagreeing. Had Yelena made a different comparison, Austin might have agreed. But knowing Ellen and John as well as he did, he was certain they would never mesh well as friends.
“Austin, Yelena, Ellen p>
Spotting Yelena and the others, Maggie, her eyes red, hurried toward them. She clasped Ellen’s hand, murmuring, “Thank God you’re safe.” Though unaware of the specifics, the sight of Austin in a wheelchair and bandaged suggested the recent struggles they had faced.
“Mom, we’re fine,” Ellen began, glancing toward Yelena with an uncharacteristic flicker in her eyes, and then added, “And it was all thanks to Yelena p>
Maggie paused, stunned, looking at Ellen as if mishearing her. She was taken aback to hear Ellen speak so highly of Yelena.
“Mom, why are you staring like that?” Ellen asked, a touch of shyness in her voice.
Maggie smiled, responding, “Oh, it’s nothing p>
Ellen stamped her foot. “You’re acting so strange!” Austin and the others shared knowing smiles.
“Wait, where’s Aitana?” Yelena inquired. “How is she p>
Maggie’s face fell at the question.
Maggie remained silent, but the distress in her eyes spoke volumes to Yelena, hinting at the gravity of the situation.
At that moment, Austin’s voice broke through the silence, filled with concern. “Is Grandma feeling unwell p>
A lump formed in Maggie’s throat, her eyes brimming with tears. Clutching Yelena’s hand tightly, she managed to say, “Jarrod is doing everything he can, but p>
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“Hurry, get me there now!” Yelena interrupted, her voice urgent. They quickly made their way to Aitana’s room.
Before even entering, Yelena could hear Aitana’s agonizing wails piercing the air, causing everyone’s hearts to clench. Aitana, known for her stoic resilience, rarely showed pain. The intensity of her cries now suggested unbearable suffering.
As Yelena pushed open the door, the creak caught Jarrod’s attention.
Spotting Yelena, relief washed over his face, a hopeful spark igniting in his eyes. He hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead and exclaimed with a mixture of excitement and worry, “You’ve finally returned! I tried the method you taught me, injecting her with the medicine, but… it’s not looking good p>
Sweat drenched Jarrod, a testament to his exhaustive efforts.
Yelena nodded and said, “Let me handle this p>
She swiftly moved to Aitana’s side, pulling an assortment of medical supplies from her bag.
Yelena glanced over her shoulder and addressed the crowd. “Please, everyone, step outside for a moment p>
“I’d rather stay!” Ellen protested.
Ellen had seen Yelena treat people before. Yelena’s first-aid skills were remarkable, and Ellen knew she could learn a lot just by staying close. Plus, Jarrod had just mentioned that he’d already tried Yelena’s method.
Jarrod, typically aloof and self-assured, rarely acknowledged others when it came to medicine, yet he seemed to show a distinct respect toward Yelena. This made Ellen speculate that Yelena’s medical expertise could surpass even Jarrod’s.