After hanging up, Eleanor told the man driving, "The meeting''s been pushed back an hour."


    "Okay, I''ll rest for a bit." Eleanor lowered the center armrest, found afortable position, and leaned against it. The medicine quickly pulled her into a deep sleep.


    While waiting at a red light,n nced back at her and adjusted the car''s temperature to a morefortable level.


    He drove steadily for about fifteen minutes, finally parking at a quietkeside park, far from the city''s hustle and bustle.


    Time passed quickly. Forty minutester,n was driving toward theb.


    To his surprise, Eleanor had set an rm before she fell asleep. Just as he parked in theb''s lot, the rm went off, startling her awake. She was still groggy, but she noticed the jacket draped over her.


    She paused for a moment, but instead of the usual rejection, she simply took the jacket off, ced it aside, and rubbed her temples. "Let''s go."


    In the past, she would have tossed it aside with disdain.


    "Feeling better?"n asked with concern as they got out of the car.


    "Much better," Eleanor nodded. Her voice was still a little nasal, but she was clearly more alert.


    "Thank you," Eleanor said, looking up at him.


    Eleanor didn''t reply. She picked up herptop bag and walked toward theb She seemed to have erected an invisible wall around herself, ang though they were getting along peacefully, that boundary was clearly drawn between them.


    In theb''s conference room, Principal Maxwell, his team, and the core project members were already seated.


    When Eleanor arrived, all eyes naturally turned to her. Principal Maxwell andn exchanged a quick nce.


    The meeting began, and Eleanor presented thetest experimental data. After some rest, her thoughts were clear and her words precise. Despite feeling unwell her performance was unaffected.


    By the end of the meeting, the mental exertion had taken its toll, and a wave of dizziness washed over Eleanor. She instinctively pressed her fingertips to her temples.


    With that, he stood up, walked over to Eleanor, leaned down, and ced a hand on her forehead. She was still burning up.


    "Your fever''s back,"n said, his voice low but firm, leaving no room for argument. "We''re going to the hospital now."


    Principal Maxwell immediately looked over with concern. "Ian, don''t dy. Take Eleanor to get checked out."


    "Eleanor, your healthes first. Go see a doctor," Ryan added worriedly.


    Faced with everyone''s concern, Eleanor finally relented. She nodded. "Okay."


    Seeing her agree,n''s brow rxed slightly. As Eleanor reached for herptop bag, he quickly closed theputer, packed it for her, and asked, "Can you walk?"