Lauren's cute and often cunning face suddenly flashed across Franklin's mind.
He smiled and shook his head. "I'm afraid it's not a coincidence. It was Lauren who saved your life."
"What do you mean? She guessed based on a hindsight! She only told me when something almost happened."
"Have you ever thought that it might be her fault that nothing happened to you?"
Quinn got up from the sofa and walked forward. He first placed the back of his hand on Franklin's forehead, then used the same hand to touch his own forehead.
"That's not right. You don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense? Didn't I say that it was because of the thunder that nothing happened to me? Are you saying the thunder was caused by Lauren?"
"Franklin, we have to believe in science!" Quinn lectured his brother earnestly.
Franklin did not mind Quinn's attitude. He only knew that seeing was believing. He had experienced similar thing before, so he firmly believed it.
