Once Addison handed the report to Matthew, she stepped back, positioning herself next to Lance to give him space. Her grandpa preferred to have no one around when performing surgery. So, waiting outside was the best choice. Matthew took the report and read it thoroughly, examining every detail without missing a single piece of data. When he finished, he had a clear understanding of the situation and turned to open the door. "Dr. Daves ... " Lance suddenly called out to him. He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Please take care of my grandfather. I'm counting on you to save him." There was an underlying sincerity and humility in his voice, a tone he usually only used with family. Matthew glanced at Lance calmly but didn't respond. Instead, he simply opened the door and walked inside. ... The hospital room door closed, leaving only Addison and Lance standing outside.They stood side by side, their breaths almost touching, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward. "You ... " They both spoke at the same time. Lance's ears turned slightly red. He cleared his throat and took a half-step back, putting some distance between himself and Addison. "You go first." "No, you go first," Addison said, feeling a bit uncomfortable under Lance's gaze. "I ... just wanted to check if your burn still hurts. Did you use the ointment Lana gave you? "The Johnstons' medicine might not be as good as the Daves' or Dr. Nancy's, but since it's from a publicly listed company, it should still be pretty effective." Lance looked at her seriously. "Oh ... " Addison hadn't expected Lance to bring that up, and she was a little surprised. "I've already applied it. It's much better now, not as painful." Lance glanced at Addison's lips. Her lips were naturally well-shaped, and under the light, they glistened, perhaps due to the ointment. It was definitely better than before. Caught up in his feelings, he said in a low voice, "Glad to hear that." The two fell into silence again. After what felt like an eternity, Lance finally broke the quiet. "What were you going to say earlier?" "Ah ... I was just ... " Addison took a moment to gather her thoughts. "I just wanted to say, the Divine Healer's skills are exceptional, so you don't need to worry. Steven will be fine," she said, her tone a little dry. But that wasn't what she meant. She had originally wanted to ask why he called Virginia just a sister ... But for some reason, when the words reached her lips, she couldn't bring herself to say them. So, she quickly changed the topic. "Steven will definitely be fine." Lance was momentarily stunned. Her words ... they were probably meant as concern for the Johnstons, right? The resolute words Addison had spoken in the past suddenly came back to him. Compared to those cold remarks, her words just now felt unexpectedly gentle. "Yes, I trust the Divine Healer as well." A subtle spark lit up in Lance's deep eyes, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Thank you for your well wishes." Dazed and confused, Virginia struggled to her feet and wandered back to the kitchen without realizing it.