Capítulo 452: Personal Feelings and Plans

Just as they approached the door of the hospital room, they heard Old Mr. Quinn complaining, "The doctors said I've recovered quite well and can be discharged. Why do you insist on keeping me here?"

Jacob replied, "Grandpa, what you say to me won't make a difference. It's better to wait until Cynthia arrives; you can talk to her then."

Old Mr. Quinn lay half-reclined in bed, hands clasped over his abdomen, sighed softly, "When their temper flares up, they are so much alike."

Although he said so, his eyes were gentle.

"No wonder I've been sneezing a lot lately; it turns out someone has been complaining about me behind my back," Cynthia's voice came from outside the ward.

Old Mr. Quinn perked up at the sound, "Cynthia is here. Come over, and Jacob, quickly let her taste the freshly cut fruit."

Seeing Old Mr. Quinn's enthusiastic appearance, Hunter and Jacob were used to it. After all, the entire Quinns combined weren't as distinguished as Cynthia alone.