Amanda Ford had previously tried to get the Divine Doctor’s number from the hospital, but there has been no update.
However, with Charles Quinn involved, Nina Quinn believed there would soon be a result.
Though Nina Quinn appeared to breathe a sigh of relief, she couldn’t shake the image of a silhouette resembling July Quinn’s at Rosewell Hospital.
For some reason, her unsettled heart couldn’t rest.
It felt like something she most dreaded was about to happen.
Owen Shaw hurried into July Quinn’s office as soon as he received the news.
"July, I heard you’re taking two weeks off. Is something wrong?"
July Quinn was reviewing the previous medical records of today’s patients without looking up.
"Yes, the Creation Camp needs to adjust its segment following Upper Eastmarch Television in the next two weeks, so I’ll be quite busy."
Although the contract hadn’t been officially signed yet, internal operations at Wisteria TV had already begun.
"So that’s how it is."
This was July Quinn’s original job.
Now that she’s busy with her career, Owen Shaw had no reason to keep her.
Thinking of not seeing this beautiful face for the next two weeks filled Owen Shaw with indescribable frustration.
Before he could recover from his sadness, July Quinn spoke again.
"If there’s nothing else, please leave; today’s patient is a woman, so it’s a bit inconvenient."
Owen Shaw had planned to steal a few more glances at July Quinn to compensate for his inability to see her for two weeks, but he was ordered out...
It felt like sadness was about to overflow like a river.
But no matter how sad, one must obey the goddess’s command.
"Okay, I’ll leave now."
Halfway out, Owen Shaw remembered something.
"Vice Dean Owens... he wants to see you one last time."
Talking about William Owens, Owen Shaw couldn’t help feeling some pity.
Not long ago, he collapsed and was rushed to the emergency room, now diagnosed with a terminal illness, with less than two months to live.
Just a few days ago, he was furious about July Quinn urging him to quickly choose a preferred burial site.
He couldn’t even manage going to the bathroom himself.
These things had already spread in the hospital over the past days.
July Quinn, this Divine Doctor, now has appointments booked out until next autumn.
As for who spread the word, it must have been William Owens’ family.
These past few days, both they and William Owens kept talking about how they should have listened to July Quinn and treated that spot earlier.
Despite this, Owen Shaw worried that July Quinn might refuse to see William Owens.
After all, just a few days ago, they had a heated argument over choosing a burial site.
But thankfully, Owen Shaw quickly received a confirmation from July Quinn.
"Alright, I’ll go see him after I’ve finished with this patient."
About two hours later, after completing acupuncture and medication for the patient, July Quinn appeared in William Owens’ ward.
But currently, William Owens’ condition was quite poor, remaining in a deep sleep.
July Quinn chatted with his family for a bit, seeing no signs of him waking, she planned to leave.
But at that moment, William Owens suddenly awoke.
"Divine Doctor Quinn..."
Having slept too long, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
"Old man, you’re awake?"
July Quinn moved forward to check his pulse.
But soon, she withdrew her hand.
Despite trying her best to hide it, William Owens could still see her troubled expression.
"It’s okay, I know my own body’s condition."
William Owens instead comforted July Quinn.
"It’s all my arrogance; if I had listened to you back then and gotten treatment, it would not have come to this."
If he had listened to July Quinn’s advice and treated that spot earlier, he wouldn’t be in such despair now.
But he knew there was no cure for regret in this world.
Now he had no choice but to face death, bearing the consequences of his excessive arrogance.
"I asked you here today, not for treatment."
July Quinn was somewhat puzzled, as she thought there was nothing else to discuss between them apart from William Owens’ condition.