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    Le’s words left everyone momentarily stunned. Marissa, too, halted abruptly, wondering if Le had recognized her


    As she debated whether to remove her medical mask and acknowledge her identity, Le pointed at her ne and asked, “Dr. Riss, that ne was a gift from me to Tiffany. Why are you wearing it now?”


    Relieved, Marissa smiled and exined, “Before the surgery, Tiffany asked me to wear this ne. She believed it would bless her mother’s operation and ensure its sess.” Riss’ movements were typically shrouded in secrecy, and her visibility to others was always controlled. However, since Tiffany was now an outer disciple of Riss’ team, her ess to Riss raised no suspicions


    Le, still concerned, questioned, “Dr. Riss, where is Tiffany? I didn’t see her throughout the surgery.”


    Remainingposed, Marissa responded, “I assigned Tiffany to my surgical team. She was learning during the surgery and has likely apanied her mother to the ICU now.”


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    “I’m relieved to hear she’s safe,” Le murmured to herself, visibly worried. “Aelfric was looking to cause her trouble. I was so concerned about her.”


    As Marissa noticed Le’s reddened, swollen face, a firm resolve settled over her to confront Aelfric. A frosty glint shed in her eyes


    “Dr. Riss is worn out and needs to rest. You can wait in the ICU viewing area, but remember, you can only observe through the ss and not disturb the patient. She must get through the observation period,” Ferris instructed


    Acknowledging the group with a polite nod, Marissa bid the Sanchez family goodbye and made her way to her lounge. Connor followed her, while the rest of the Sanchez family cheerfully headed toward the ICU


    Le watched Connor’s departing figure, her expression clouding over in thought, but she chose to remain silent. After Marissa and Connor disappeared around the corner, Le shifted her focus and caught up with her family at the ICU entrance


    There, Marissa was already at the window, her white gown still on but her cap and mask removed, revealing her identity to anyone who nced her way. She was unmistakably Tiffany


    Curiously, Connor, who had initially followed Riss to her lounge, now stood next to Marissa, his posture protective


    “Tiffany, how is your mother?” Ruth inquired with earnestness


    “She’s stable, Grandma. There’s no need to worry. The surgery was sessful,” Marissa reassured her


    “That’s incredible! I never thought I’d see my daughter awake again in my lifetime. I’m so eager to talk with her,” Ruth eximed, her voice quivering with emotion as tears began to form in her eyes


    “Hey, Tiffany,” Daryl asked with palpable excitement, “were you there watching Dr. Riss perform the surgery? Did you learn a lot?”


    Marissa couldn’t help but beam. “Absolutely, I did.”


    “And are you feeling good about it?” With a soft smile, Rachel added, “Lots of doctors, students, and professors from medical schools want to observe her surgeries. But you, Tiffany, you’re the only one who got that chance.”


    Marissa chuckled in agreement. “I know, I’m incredibly lucky.”


    Shaun yfully tousled her hair and said warmly, “Tiffany, if you keep learning from Dr. Riss, you’re going to be a top-notch doctor. I’m really proud of you.”


    “Thanks, Shaun,” Marissa replied. The atmosphere outside the ICU was filled with joy as the Sanchez family celebrated Caylee’s sessful operation. They engaged in lively conversation with Marissa, their voices creating a harmonious buzz. In contrast, Le seemed troubled, her brow furrowed despite usually being the most outgoing. Catching her expression, Marissa asked, “What’s on your mind, Le?”


    Le looked over at Connor, then tugged Marissa aside, lowering her voice. “Tiffany, there’s something I’m not sure if I should tell you.”


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