Chapter 44 It Was Better to Let Josie Live Than to Die

"Grandma Quigley, let's talk about it later. You should rest well now." Feeling Madam Quigley's love for her, Josie felt deeply honored. "You are still calling me grandma Quigley? You should call me Grandma now!" Madam Quigley corrected her. Her stubbornness made Josie smile. "Okay, Grandma. I'll go now. You can sleep for a while." She got up and walked out of the ward. "The doctor told you to talk less and rest more." Myron looked worried. "Got it. You go out too." Madam Quigley glanced at Myron and waved at him, looking impatient. The man did not say anything more. He turned and walked out of the ward, closing the door. In the corridor, Josie stood at the entrance of the elevator, waiting for the elevator. Myron strode over. When the elevator opened, the moment she wanted to enter the elevator, he grabbed her. "Hey, hey, Myron, what are you doing?" Josie struggled as he held her wrist tightly.