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Samantha quickly looked back at Layla. She noticed that her face looked a little off. She then wondered if Ethan had overheard their conversation.

Ethan didn't say a word. He calmly walked to the bedside, leaned in to check Cynthia's surgical wounds, and examined the data on the medical equipment. His actions were professional and meticulous, with no unnecessary expression on his face.

"The patient's condition is stable now," he said. "There's no need to worry."

The room fell into silence.

Samantha broke the quiet, saying, "Dr. Reed, thank you so much for everything today."

"There's no need to thank me. It's my job." He made a few notes in the medical records and then added, "If anything comes up, feel free to contact me."

"Okay. Thank you for your help."

He smiled faintly, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. Then, he turned and left.

Zara had returned to the hospital room, organizing Cynthia's personal belongings, her eyes moist. "I never thought Mrs. Newton Senior would make it through, but now she's bound to live a prosperous life!"

Samantha understood that Zara, having taken care of Cynthia for so long, had formed a deep bond with her. Now that the crisis had passed, Zara was genuinely happy.

Samantha comforted her for a while and then spoke to Cynthia.

Although Cynthia was awake, she couldn't speak yet. She simply blinked her eyes in response as Samantha talked to her.

Seeing it was late, Samantha and Layla said their goodbyes to Cynthia and left the hospital room.

On their way down the hallways, Samantha suddenly asked, "Layla, are you free next Friday afternoon?"

"Next Friday afternoon…" Layla thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. A client put down a deposit for a villa yesterday, and they're coming to sign the contract next Friday afternoon. I'll have to handle it personally.

"If the deal goes through, I'll earn at least several tens of thousands in commission. I'll definitely take you out for a big meal then!"

Samantha's eyes darkened slightly, but she still smiled and said, "Alright."

Layla noticed that something seemed off about her expression. "What's wrong? Is there something going on? If it's really important, I can contact the client and see if we can change the time."