NovelEnglish---- Her words immediately made them all think of Sally. But then again-he had a mental condition, and Mr. Quincy wasn't a psychiatrist. So maybe it wasn't for him? Or maybe his physical health had taken a turn? It had been a long tsince Mr. Quincy had made any public appearances. Now suddenly running into her here, they naturally wanted to strike up a conversation. But unfortunately, they had no real ties to her-no excuse to speak. Mr.
Quincy, on the other hand, had clearly noticed the tension in Maggie and Madam Miller's expressions upon seeing Logan's group. She glanced in their direction, but her gaze was cool. Without saying anything, she turned back to Maggie and Madam Miller. "His condition is progressing in a positive direction. You don't need to be overly worried." Both women were visibly moved. Grasping her hand tightly, they thanked her, "Thank you, Mr. Quincy.
You've worked so hard for him these past few weeks." Mr. Quincy's manner was kind and composed. She patted Maggie's hand. "It's my duty." While they spoke, Logan and the others had already passed them and were now two or three doors down-entering one of the other VIP rooms. Mr. Quincy had other appointments to get to. After a few words to her team, she turned and left. Maggie and Madam Miller quietly watched her leave, then turned their eyes toward the room down the hall.
Why were the Brown and Green families here in the VIP wing? Could it be that someone from their side had fallen ill too? ---- If that was the case, and they ended up needing to chere frequently... there was a real risk of Sally running into them one day. Just the thought made Maggie tense. She could sense Madam Miller was thinking the exact sthing. She couldn't help but turn to a nearby doctor and ask, "Doctor, um... what's going on with the patient in Room 1003?"
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