Chapter 202 Under Dakota’s excellent care, three days flew by quickly. It was late afternoon when Cameron sprang up from bed feeling like his body had completely restored. He clenched his fist tightly, feeling the strength surging through his body. He swiftly threw a punch.. Swish! A gust of wind came with the punch. A long lost, contented smile appeared on Cameron’s face. “Cameron, you’re up!” Dakota looked at Cameron punching in front of her, her face filled with concern. She had just returned to the ward with some fruit. She hurriedly put down the fruit and ran over. “Don’t worry, my body has recovered fully,” Cameron said with a smile. “You’re fully recovered?” Dakota’s gaze trembled s slightly. “Yeah, fully recovered. Thanks to your care these past few days.” Cameron nodded, looking at her with warmth in his eyes. Dakota’s cheeks flushed red as she asked, “Are you sure? You’re not lying to me, are you?” “Of course not. Do you want to feel it?” Cameron grinned and showed his body. “No need.” Dakota blushed again. “Now that you’ve recovered, I’ll arrange your discharge procedures. Wait for me here.” “Okay, I’ll go change my clothes” Cameron headed to the bathroom to change out of his hospital gown. About 10 minutes later, Dakota returned to the ward with a female doctor in a white coat. The woman turned out to be Tara. She giggled when she saw Cameron. “Hey there, handsome, we meet again! I didn’t expect you to recover so quickly. It’s only been three days, and you’re already ready to leave the hospital.”  “Hehe.” Cameron saw Tara approaching, and he forced a smile. He had to endure a few extra stitches because of her. “What’s with that look, handsome? Last time was just an accident. Blame yourself for not being strong–willed enough,” Tara said with a smirk. Chapter 202 But despite her words, she felt quite guilty inside. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have stayed away from Cameron after his stitches burst, only showing up when he was about to be discharged. She had to see this once–in–a–century living specimen in the medical world. “Hehe,” Cameron chuckled. Hev would have settled the score if Dakota wasn’t present. “Hey, handsome, don’t be so cold–hearted. After all, I did save your life. How about you leave me your phone number so we can keep in touch?” Tara deliberately portrayed herself as vulnerable. She pulled out her phone, ready to add Cameron’s number. She wasn’t about to let go of such a rare find like him. Dakota immediately raised her guard and told Tara, “Dr. Smith, here’s my phone number. Cameron is usually busy, so just contact me if there’s anything.” “Are you this handsome guy’s girlfriend?” Tara’s lips curled up slightly when she saw Dakota’s vigilant expression. Then, she sighed with a look of sorrow. “Ah, so you already have a girlfriend. What is Leny going to do about this…” “Cameron, who is Leny?” Dakota frowned and looked at Cameron behind her. A strong feeling of unease surged in her heart. Were there other women who visited Cameron before she arrived at the hospital?