Chapter 703

Vivian Laurent pushed open the hospital room door to find several doctors still gathered around Queen Eleanor's bedside.

Their heads lifted in unison, eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Dr. Luna!"

This time, Vivian didn't correct them. She gave a slight nod. "Why aren't you resting?"

"We were waiting for you," a female doctor said eagerly.

Now that Vivian's identity was confirmed, they had countless questions.

"How is Her Majesty?"

"Stable. All vitals are normal."

Vivian moved toward the bed. "Go get some rest. I'll take over tonight."

Two doctors lingered reluctantly. Before leaving, one blurted out, "You're our idol!"

Vivian offered a polite smile.

Inside the quiet room, Queen Eleanor lay weakly against the pillows.

Fiona Grandelle stood vigil by the bedside. When Vivian entered, the queen struggled to sit up.

"Don't move." Vivian gently restrained her. "Your abdominal wound requires complete rest."

The queen grasped Vivian's hand tightly. "Dr. Luna, without you, my child and I would have—"

"My duty," Vivian interjected softly.

"That doctor has been punished. She'll never hold a scalpel again."

Vivian nodded noncommittally.

"You've performed two consecutive surgeries. You should rest."

"Tonight is critical. I'm staying."

The queen didn't protest further. Having Vivian here brought undeniable reassurance.

Outside, Ethan Roscente waited silently.

Thirty minutes later, Vivian emerged, closing the door quietly behind her.

"Still here?" She arched an eyebrow.

Ethan took her slightly chilled fingers in his. "Keeping you company."

He guided her to a bench. "Theo just texted. He wants to stay with Sophia Evans tonight."

Vivian leaned back against the seat. "Is it safe?"

"The guards report no issues."

The wall clock ticked toward midnight.

Ethan shifted closer. "Tired?"

His shoulder offered steady support.

"No need." Vivian shook her head. "If I get sleepy, I'll find somewhere to rest."