Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 272: Handsome Brother

"I’m not joking. I’m from the ward upstairs, and I really like that child, so I want to help her." Quinn Lockwood pursed her lips slightly, looking firmly at Dr. Doyle.

"Please write the note first, I’ll go upstairs to get my card to pay."

Before Dr. Doyle could fully react, Quinn Lockwood limped upstairs with the help of her crutch.

It wasn’t until Quinn actually swiped her card that Dr. Doyle believed it.

It turns out there really is such a kind-hearted philanthropist around , and I’ve truly been judging a gentleman with a petty mind.

Dr. Doyle told the grandma and Linda that the pretty sister upstairs had already paid for the surgery, and it would be done soon.

The grandma thought the doctor was joking until the nurse handed her the treatnt procedure and paynt slip, leaving her in shock.

"Child, you’re like a living bodhisattva. Grandma, grandma thanks you." The grandma went to Quinn Lockwood’s ward, trembling as she held her hand, almost kneeling down.

"Grandma, don’t do that. You can’t do this. I can’t accept this." Frightened, Quinn Lockwood quickly bent down to hold the grandma, but in doing so, she stepped on the ground forcefully, her face turning pale from pain.

"Child, don’t worry, we won’t take this money for free. Grandma will write you an IOU when I get ho, but we’ll only be able to repay it slowly." The grandma, supporting Quinn to sit down, had eyes that seed to glisten a bit.

Quinn shook her head, holding the grandma’s hand in return, and said sincerely, "Grandma, there’s no need for an IOU. As long as Linda studies hard and becos a valuable person in the future, that’s enough."

Grandma’s sowhat dry lips trembled slightly, unable to speak for a mont, only holding Quinn’s hand tightly.

The next day, Grandma brought many hogrown natural vegetables and fruits to Quinn, and even a big basket of eggs.

Quinn accepted them all with a smile.

She knew this was the best the grandma could offer her.

On the day of Linda’s surgery, early in the morning, she ca running to Quinn’s ward.

"Pretty sister, Linda still doesn’t know your na. Can you tell Linda, so that when I grow up and make money, I can repay you!"

Quinn smiled at these words, lightly tapping Linda’s forehead with her fingertip, and said, "My na is Savannah Lowell. Just study hard; there’s no need to repay the money."

"When you earn money in the future, you can help others too. That way, it’s like repaying your sister, isn’t it?"

Linda nodded vigorously, handing a strawberry to Quinn.

"You’re about to have surgery soon; don’t eat anything, or the surgery will have to wait till tomorrow." Quinn took the strawberry, seeing Linda reaching for another one, and quickly stopped her.

"I know; I’m just giving my pretty sister another one!" Linda tilted her head, offering the strawberry to Quinn again.

"Good, don’t be nervous later." Although it wasn’t Quinn undergoing the surgery, she still felt a bit nervous, and comforting Linda was a way to calm herself too.

Knock, knock, knock.

At this mont, the door of the ward was gently knocked a few tis, and Quinn responded with a "co in."

"Savannah."

"There’s a little friend here too?" Caron Grant walked in with so Chinese pastries from The Banquet Pavilion, his gentle eyes full of tenderness.

"This is Linda from the ward downstairs, a very cute child." Quinn patted Tina’s head, her eyes involuntarily following the pastries in Caron’s hand.

"You are a cute child too." Caron smiled gently, sitting by the bed and opening the pastry box for the two "kids."

"Thank you, handso brother, but Linda is about to have surgery and can’t eat anything." Linda was about to take a piece of pastry when she saw Quinn’s warning look and reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"Handso brother, you must like pretty sister a lot since you’re so nice to her. What a coincidence, I like pretty sister too, so I’m nice to her as well, hehe." Linda blinked at Caron and then at Quinn.

"Handso brother, you’re as good-looking as pretty sister. Your babies will surely be super good-looking too."

Linda’s limited vocabulary could only use "good-looking" to describe both Quinn and Caron.

Quinn choked a bit at these words, quickly coughing twice.

"This handso brother is my brother, and brothers and sisters can’t have babies." Quinn patted Linda’s forehead, explaining.

"Why not? Handso brother and pretty sister match so well." Linda pouted, puzzled by this.

Quinn didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, unsure of how to explain it to Linda.

"Brothers and sisters can’t be together; you’ll learn the reasons when you go to school. It’s complicated."

Pulling her mouth awkwardly, Quinn couldn’t exactly explain ethics or genetics to Linda, but she didn’t want to lie, so she said this for now.

Caron looked at Quinn, his gentle peach blossom eyes montarily chilly.

He wasn’t Quinn’s biological brother, and he wished he could tell her that if she wanted, he could take care of her for a lifeti.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t say it now.

Soon after, the doctor ca to call Linda away, and the child didn’t forget to comfort Quinn before leaving.

"Pretty sister, don’t worry. Linda is not afraid at all, and I’ll recover soon."

"I’m sure by the ti Linda recovers, your leg will be better too."

Reluctantly bidding goodbye to Quinn and Caron, Linda bounced away with the doctor.

"Sis-in-law, I’ve co to see you." At this mont, Nina Sinclair walked in with a bunch of supplents, visibly stunned upon seeing Caron.

When Caron heard Nina call Quinn "sis-in-law," his eyes subtly flickered.

"What are you standing there for? Co in." Quinn gestured for Nina to co in and speak.

With cheeks slightly flushed, seemingly shy, Nina lowered her head and softly said to Caron: "Brother Caron, what a coincidence."

Lightly biting her lip, Nina seed a bit timid about looking at Caron.

"Mm." His voice as calm as water, Caron simply nodded lightly.

Quinn watched the shy Nina and her brother with his indifferent deanor, her almond eyes shifting slightly before saying, "Nina, why did you bring so much stuff? Bro, help take so of it."

Caron’s elegant face remained expressionless as he rose to take the things from Nina’s hands.

As if purposely avoiding touching Nina, Caron only grabbed the edge of the boxes, turned around, and placed them on the table, without exchanging any glances or words with Nina.