He then said to Isabel, "I failed to control my mother. I can apologize on her behalf for the things she said. Knowing her, she will never apologize to you herself. You don't have to deal with her in the future. If she comes looking for you again, call me immediately."
Isabel looked at him for a moment.
She was a little surprised.
Surprised that he would apologize, and also…
"How are you able to move?"
Adrian said, "I don't know. Do you want to examine me? It might help with your research."
That, however, piqued her interest.
She was confident in the drugs she developed, but the human body was complex.
It was hard to predict every possible reaction.
"What medications were used to treat this hand?"
"How long have you been able to move?"
Adrian shook his head. "I'm not sure about the specifics. Daniel handled the handoff with the doctors. I'll have him come back and explain it to you."
"You could examine me first, since I'm already here."
Isabel thought for a moment, then led him inside.
Oliver ran over from the side. "Dad."
Adrian hadn't seen him in a long time, relying only on photos and videos from Daniel.
He knew his son had grown taller and stronger.
But seeing him in person was still surprising.
"You look good."
Oliver beamed at the praise. "It's all thanks to Mom."
Adrian agreed. "Your mother deserves the most credit, for what she's done for us, and for the country."
Isabel said nothing.
When Old Mr. Foster saw her bringing Adrian in, a flicker of understanding crossed his eyes, but he didn't interfere.
He trusted she had her reasons.
"This is what I owe you," Adrian said. "It has nothing to do with the divorce."
"So? Was it helpful?" he asked, changing the subject.
"The data will take a little while," Isabel replied.
Just then, Daniel arrived with Adrian's medical file and told Isabel about the medications he'd been given.
"He was able to move almost as soon as the gauze was wrapped. He heard that Mrs. Blackwell had come to give you trouble and rushed over immediately. So far, we haven't seen any signs of physical rigidity."
Isabel reviewed the file. There were no drug contraindications.
It was possible the significant blood loss and subsequent transfusion from a donor had interfered with the custom-tailored X-1 she had developed for him.
After all, X-1 acted on the bloodstream to affect the entire body.
This time, she hadn't targeted his brain.
"I understand the situation. You can take him back to the hospital now."
Daniel hesitated. "Ma'am, you should convince Mr. Blackwell to have the wound stitched. Even if his right hand is already crippled, if the wound gets infected, he could lose the whole arm."

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