Chapter 643
So I wanted to ask you about the character of this doctor, Zackery. After all, it was a matter of my mother’s life safety, so I had to be cautious. Actually, I didn’t doubt Zackery, I doubted Quentin’s girlfriend. Anyway, no matter how you think about it, this thing feels weird. Of course, I also hope it’s just me being overly sensitive and overthinking.
Anton paused for a few seconds and said, “Zackery is a very nice person, very professional, and extremely knowledgeable in the field of internal medicine. Don’t worry,” he said, “he found a kidney donor that matches your mother, so it should be fine. Just follow his instructions and prepare Mrs. Duffy for the surgery.”
Hearing Zackery say this, my heart was slightly calmed. I looked at the matching data table in my hand and asked him, “Where are you now? I have a matching data table for kidney sources here. I want to send it to you to see if there are any problems.”
“Okay, take a picture of that spreadsheet and send it to me, try to capture each page clearly. I’ll take a look first, and if there are any issues, I’ll let you know promptly.”
“Um, thank you.”
After hanging up the phone, I found a place with better lighting, spread out the data sheets, and then took pictures of them one by one.
Just as I had sent all the photos, Quentin suddenly knocked on the door from outside, saying, “Ralda, I bought your favorite dessert, do you want to eat it?”
I put away my phone and got up to open the door. As the door opened, Quentin stood at the doorway with a smile on his face, holding a small and delicate cake in his hand. That was my favorite rose velvet cake.
Quentin handed me the cake and smiled at me, trying to please me, saying, “Ralda, don’t be angry, okay? I will definitely pay attention to my words and actions in the future, and not say things that upset you.”
I lowered my eyes and said expressionlessly, “I thought that once you had a girlfriend, Quentin, you would forget about my existence.”
“Wow, look at you, saying that. You are my own sister, a relative who shares the same blood as me. I will never forget you, no matter what.”
My mother walked over with a smile, holding hands with me and Quentin, and said, “You two are the closest people in the world. Anyway, no matter what happens in the future, you siblings must love each other and cannot turn against each other.”
“Don’t worry, Mom, I will never fall out with Ralda, it’s actually her,” Quentin said, glancing at me, “She has been really mad at me lately because of Kimora.”
“Go away, when did I ever say I hate you? It’s you who always protect your girlfriend, like protecting something,” I couldn’t help but retort.
Quentin grinned smugly, that smug look… I wanted to punch him in the face.
My mother chuckled and said, “You guys, it’s like something’s missing if you don’t argue for a day.”
“I didn’t argue with her at all, she was just giving me the silent treatment,” Quentin said gloomily.
I snatched the cake from his hand and snorted, “I’m not angry either. It’s you who did something wrong and thought I was angry!” After saying that, I carried the cake to the coffee table to taste it, ignoring him.
Quentin smiled, leaned in, and like performing a magic trick, conjured up a steaming cup of milk tea for me. “I know you like this, eat it, and after you’re full, I’ll take you to see Kimora.”