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    “What’s going on?” N hesitated, turning to Hadley, clearly confused. “Didn’t you say Eric had moved?”


    “He did,” Hadley answered.


    “Then why does he look the same as before?”


    Observing the exchange, Linda chimed in, “Maybe the exhaustion from caring for Eric has you seeing things, Hadley. Or did you say he moved just to cheer N up?”


    N’s face grew tense. “Hadley, did you?”


    “Not at all,” Hadley quickly denied, her eyes flicking to Linda. “It wasn’t just me; the nurse also saw him move.”


    “That’s right,” the nurse quickly confirmed, raising her hand slightly. “I was standing right here and clearly saw Mr. Flynn’s fingers move.”


    “So now…” N started anxiously.


    “Mrs. Flynn,” the doctor said, stepping into the room, “my apologies. I stepped out briefly.”


    “No problem,” N responded promptly. “Could you update us on Eric’s condition?”


    “Of course,” the doctor replied calmly. “Upon examination, Mr. Flynn shows voluntary movement in his limbs.”


    “And what does that imply?” N seemed confused.


    “It means you can be optimistic,” the doctor exined reassuringly. “Mr. Flynn is notpletely unresponsive.”


    N let out a long sigh of relief. “Thank goodness.”


    Still, she couldn’t help but ask, “When can we expect him to wake up?”


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    “Mrs. Flynn, I can’t give you an exact time, but his improvement is clear. Patience and support from the family are very important now.”


    “Understood.” N then reached out and gently grasped Hadley’s hand. “I’m sorry if I seemed harsh earlier. I hope you’re not upset. I was just worried. It seems your arrival sparked Eric’s improvement immediately. You must have brought himfort. He must have sensed your presence.”


    “N, you’re too kind to me,” Hadley quickly shook her head.


    The doctor smiled warmly and said, “Mrs. Flynn isn’t exaggerating, Miss Pearson. Your role is extremely important.”


    In his line of work, it wasn’t umon for patients to hold on, waiting for someone they cared deeply about to arrive. Medicine often witnessed miracles that defied exnation.


    “You hear that?” N’s confidence in Hadley seemed to deepen. “Eric’s depending on you now, Hadley.”


    “I’ll do whatever I can,” Hadley replied, her voice earnest and filled with genuine hope for Eric’s recovery.


    Once Eric was taken for his morning treatment, N and the others left. Only Linda remained behind, her gaze fixed on Hadley with undisguised hostility.


    “You must feel pretty proud of yourself now, huh?”


    Confusion clouded Hadley’s expression as she met Linda’s eyes. Linda scoffed, her tone sharp. “Try not to get ahead of yourself. Eric’s improvement has nothing to do with you—it’s all the doctor’s doing.”


    “Oh?” Hadley couldn’t suppress a small, amused smile. “I happen to agree. But perhaps you should inform N yourself that the doctor alone deserves the credit, and my presence isn’t really needed here.”


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