Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 270: First Encounter with Linda

"What’s wrong?" Quinn Lockwood noticed that sothing was not right and quickly asked.

"There’s an issue with the project’s financial verification. I need to go back to the company to handle it." Elias Sinclair put on his jacket and stopped in front of Quinn Lockwood.

With his thin lips slightly pursed, the man leaned down to look at Quinn Lockwood, seemingly a bit uneasy, and said, "The assistant will bring breakfast. I’ll tell him to wait until you’ve finished eating before leaving. You can instruct him if there’s anything you need."

Quinn Lockwood stared at Elias Sinclair blankly, about to say that it wasn’t necessary to trouble others, and she was also embarrassed to let soone wait for her to finish eating.

Just then, the phone in Elias Sinclair’s pocket rang again, as if he had seen through Quinn Lockwood’s thoughts. He stood up and said, "I’ve arranged for Kevin to co over. You’re quite familiar with him, so no need to worry."

"Is everyone there? Tell each project team to think it through carefully and give a solution in ten minutes." The man’s tone suddenly turned cold when he answered the phone, engulfing the warmth from earlier.

Quinn Lockwood didn’t have ti to speak, watching Elias Sinclair’s departing back, feeling a bit disappointed.

She should be delighted by the short-lived freedom, but why did she feel that she didn’t want him to leave?

Not long after Elias Sinclair left, Kevin ca over with breakfast and all kinds of snacks and fruits.

It wasn’t just Kevin himself, but also his assistant.

Seeing Kevin looking exhausted and out of breath, Quinn Lockwood couldn’t help but feel a sense of sympathy for him.

At the sa ti, Quinn Lockwood felt especially apologetic towards him. It was because she was familiar with him that Elias Sinclair had almost made Kevin her exclusive ’errand runner.’

With two people waiting by her side, Quinn Lockwood quickly finished her al. After Kevin and the assistant left, she started to stroll around with her crutch.

One had to admit, this high-class ward had a really nice environnt.

At the end of the corridor was a large French window, standing by which one could take in the scenery below.

"I won’t go back, I won’t go back." At this mont, the cries of a little girl ca from behind Quinn Lockwood.

Quinn Lockwood turned around and saw a little girl of about five or six, with braids, running towards her from not far away.

Just when she was within arm’s length of Quinn Lockwood, the girl tried to make a sharp turn to bypass her, but unexpectedly slipped and sat down on the ground, her foot almost kicking Quinn’s plastered leg.

Afraid of being kicked yet worried about the fallen girl, Quinn quickly steadied herself with the crutch and reached out to help her up.

"Why are you such a naughty child? This ward is not a place you can run around. Hurry back." An anxious and elderly voice ca from the direction the girl had run from.

Quinn Lockwood looked up to see an elderly woman wearing simple clothing heading towards them with a gaze full of worry and anxiety for the girl who had fallen before her.

The elderly woman glanced at Quinn Lockwood apologetically before pulling the child up, while the little girl struggled to escape.

"How are you so troubleso, see if I don’t smack you." The elderly woman yelled angrily, raising her hand as if to hit the child.

The little girl, seeing this, began to cry loudly, reaching out her hand towards Quinn Lockwood.

"Ah po, don’t hit. Talk it out with the child calmly."

"Co, co to sister." Quinn Lockwood stepped forward in a rush to stop her.

The elderly woman’s hand trembled slightly in midair before finally lowering it slowly.

The little girl broke free of her grandmother’s grip and hugged Quinn Lockwood’s leg.

"Pretty sister, help , I don’t want to go ho." The little girl sobbed, her nose running, as she clung tightly to Quinn Lockwood’s leg, refusing to let go.

"Don’t cry, I’ll help you. What’s your na?" Quinn Lockwood gently set her plastered leg on the ground to support her weight, bending over to stroke the child’s head.

"Linda, my na is Linda."

"Alright, be a good girl, Linda. Crying doesn’t look good on you." Wiping away Linda’s tears gently, Quinn Lockwood smiled at the child affectionately.

Maybe it was because Linda was so attached to her shortly after eting, or perhaps because there was a resemblance in their eyes.

Quinn Lockwood felt a strange fondness for Linda.

"Is Shirley Lowell’s family here? There’s still one more test for the child. Should we... proceed with it?" A female doctor, accompanied by a few nurses, approached, clearly surprised by the situation before them.

"No more tests, no more. Linda, we’re going ho." The grandmother sighed and was about to pull Linda away.

Linda hurriedly hid behind Quinn Lockwood, and the grandmother, seeing that Quinn’s leg was injured, dared not pull Linda directly, feeling troubled.

"Pretty sister, help . I don’t want to go ho. If I go ho, I’ll die." Linda pleaded while hiding behind Quinn Lockwood.

Hearing this, Quinn Lockwood froze montarily, then shielded Linda behind her and asked, "What’s going on? Why does the child say she’ll die if she goes back?"

With a sharp gaze towards the grandmother, Quinn was very alert.

The doctor, seeing Quinn’s wariness towards the grandmother and considering the high-level ward residents weren’t ordinary, quickly explained, lest she misunderstand and sothing troubleso happens: "Miss, it’s not what you think."

"This child has congenital bronchitis, and her condition flares up with every change of season. She’s quite a regular patient in our departnt."

"It’s just that this ti, her condition is severe. We originally suggested surgery, as the best ti for surgery is just these few years."

The doctor glanced at Linda and the grandmother, hesitated for a mont, and didn’t continue.

The grandmother took the opportunity, pulling Linda back while she wasn’t looking, and said, "This child is my granddaughter. Her parents divorced a few years ago, and she’s been with ever since. She ran off just now because she overheard not wanting to have her undergo the surgery."

"Why not have the surgery? Are you just going to let her stay sick like this?" Quinn, supporting herself on her crutch, asked angrily.

"There’s no reason, just don’t want to spend the money." The grandmother tugged at Linda, turning to leave without looking at Quinn Lockwood.

"Ma’am, Linda’s situation isn’t very optimistic. It’s best if we stay hospitalized for observation for a while." The doctor gave Quinn an awkward smile and continued to describe Linda’s current situation while following the grandmother.

Quinn Lockwood watched them leave with a heavy heart.

When Quinn returned to the ward, Elias Sinclair had not yet co back.

Thinking that the company’s issue might be quite serious, Quinn Lockwood unconsciously walked over to the sofa to help Elias Sinclair look over the remaining docunts.