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    After over half an hour, Owen exited the clinic calmly.


    "How is Joanne?" Renee asked as she hurried forward.


    "She''s fine. She just lost a lot of blood, so I gave her a blood transfusion and some supplements. I''m guessing she''ll wake up in around half an hour, Owen said nonchntly. Simple physical injuries like these were easy to treatpared to theplex illnesses he had treated before.


    "That''s great." Renee heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Quinton happily. "Did you hear that, Quinton? There''s no need to worry. You can talk to her when she wakes up."N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.


    "Hmm." Quinton just grunted, then stood up and walked to his room, his tall figure looking somewhat lonely.


    Owen watched Quinton leave, then asked Renee carefully, "What''s your brother''s rtionship with that woman?"


    "Umm..." Renee thought about it, but didn''t know how to describe their rtionship. "I guess they''re considered siblings,"


    "They don''t look like siblings." Owen shook his head and said directly. "That woman is your brother''s misfortune."


    "What?" Renee looked confused. "Are you serious? It''s very much the opposite. You don''t know what my crazy brother did to her. She hates him a lot." Renee sometimes wondered if matchmaking them was the right thing to do since Joanne hated Quinton that much. Their reunion could either be a reward or tragedy.


    "On the surface, it looks like your brother is suppressing her, but she''s actually the one controlling your brother." As a doctor, Owen was used to seeing death and separation, and could easily see the good and bad in people. At a nce, he could tell that Joanne was controlling the situation instead. Joanne was Quinton''s reason to live-if she passed away that day, Quinton might not survive either.


    "You''re right." Renee nodded in agreement. "Joanne does have a great impact on him. He''s usually calm and indifferent, but he always gets agitated when he talks about Joanne. He secretly went to meet her, and I don''t know what happened that they ended up in this situation. I don''t know if I did the right thing by telling him Joanne''s address..." Renee''s guilt grew when she recalled Joanne''s bloody figure. How would she ever make it up to her?


    "Don''t worry-they would have met eventually even if you didn''t do anything." Owen approached Renee and whispered, "I''ll tell you a secret. That woman kept calling your brother''s name when she was unconscious, so she definitely feels very strongly about him. If not, she wouldn''t still think about him when she was dying."


    "Really?" Renee''s eyes lit up hopefully. "So, is it possible between the two of them? Maybe they do care about each other but haven''t resolved their trauma yet."


    "I''m not sure about that," Owen added objectively, "But when I said she feels strongly about him, it isn''t necessarily a positive thing. What if it''s hatred she feels for him? She might be full of hatred for your brother even when she''s dying."


    Renee stared at Owen, at a loss for words. He didn''t need to remind her of it.