Nicholas rushed over from another hospital the same night.
When he saw that Quinn had regained consciousness, he rushed over happily and pulled her into his embrace.
“You really scared me! It’s all my fault for causing you to fall sick. I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you!” Nicholas said.
Quinn looked at him and gently pushed his arms away. “Thank you for taking care of my grandfather. You must be exhausted.”
Nicholas glared at her and said, “Didn’t I tell you not to be so courteous with me? Your grandfather is like my own—it’s only right for me to take care of him.
“But you don’t have to worry—Grandpa will be fine. He just had surgery, and I’ve arranged for several caregivers to take care of him.”
Nicholas then took out the sweets he had brought and placed them on the table in front of Quinn. “I heard that sweets will help you recover faster when you’re sick, Quinn. These are all my favorites, so go ahead and try them!”
He looked at her excitedly, yet she only stared at the sweets without any appetite.
