After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 771 No infusion until I see mommy

Anthony slowly turned the door knob and saw Chad sitting by the bed with Spencer holding hands and staring at each other as if they had just had a fight.

Seeing that Chad's situation was not so peaceful, Anthony felt relieved. With a calm look, he carried Molly into the ward.

"What's the matter? Why aren't you resting at this time of night?"

Chad and Spencer turned around at the same time, looked up, and gave Anthony an unhappy look.

"You're still up. You're nosy."

The same voice came again.

Chad looked back at the tough kid and held his breath.

Spencer grunted, looked at Anthony and said, "What the hell are you and Chad doing with Mommy and Daddy? Why are you keeping me and Momo in the lab? Did Mommy and Daddy want to be alone so they kicked me out?"

Chad almost fainted from anger.

Why didn't Spencer listen to Chad's words?

He glared angrily at the little guy on the bed. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

After arguing all night, Spencer was more logical and reasoned than he was.

He was impressed. He was so impressed.

Molly moved in Anthony's arms and motioned for him to place her on the bed.

Anthony understood and went to the bed to help take off her little shoes and put her on the bed.

Molly immediately pounced on her brother and sobbed as she hugged Spencer. "Spencer, I had a dream just now! I dreamt that Mommy was injured and didn't want us anymore..." She was so sad that she told Spencer all about the nightmare.

The more Spencer heard, the paler his face became.

He pressed his small hand against his heart, unable to bear the pain in his chest. "I just... slept for half an hour, and I dreamt about the same..."

Chad and Anthony looked at each other and were shocked.

Children and mother were the closest of kin... ? Was it true?

Did something happen to Lyra?

The two men stood aside, and their unspoken expressions looked serious.

Spencer was having trouble breathing and his little face was getting paler and paler. Anthony noticed his condition and immediately called Jimmy.

Chad tried to soothe Spencer's back as well, trying to help him feel better.

Molly wanted to help, but she didn't know what to do, so she stomped her feet.

Because it was late at night, all the doctors in the lab had gone home. Jimmy must have been sleeping soundly at home. He turned his phone on silent and didn't answer his cell phone for half a day. Seeing that Spencer was weak and in pain, Anthony said nervously, "I'll call 120 and get him to the hospital."

"Yes!"

"I don't want it."

Chad and Spencer spoke almost at the same time.

Holding back the pain, Spencer said intermittently, "A normal hospital... can't treat me. It's too troublesome. Go replace... Eugene. He lives... in his office in the building next door, 304." "I'll go now."

Anthony practically sprinted away, and within two minutes he had the old Eugene, half-drunk and half-asleep, back on his back.

Eugene, who was impatient at first, saw that Spencer was having a hard time, and almost immediately became sober. He checked his heart rate and status.

"He hasn't been in good health since he was a child, and his heart hasn't had enough blood supply. He can't afford to be provoked. What on earth did you say to make him so angry?"

Chad and Anthony looked at each other, then quickly looked down and didn't argue.

Eugene rolled his eyes at both of them and silently went to prepare the medical equipment for the infusion.

After a while, he came in with a medical tray. Spencer refused to inject and looked at Chad stubbornly.

"Take me to my father, or to my mother, or I will die tonight without any infusion!"

Chad was stunned. Thinking of Malcolm's request, he was embarrassed, "It's raining outside. You're already sick. What if you catch a cold? Suham's been a mess lately, and your dad left you in the safest lab because he is working all night, and he is worried he couldn't take care of you two. Spencer, Will you please listen to me?"

Spencer shook his head decisively and rebelled.

Chad was speechless.

"I'm not getting an IV until I see my parents."

Eugene clicked his tongue, feeling distressed. "Five-year-old kids," he said. "no wonder they can't sleep after they're left here by their parents and don't go home."

Chad and Anthony were silent at the same time.

Eugene was still saying, "Even if his father is busy with his business, what could possibly happen if you bring the kids there and don't disturb his father's work and make them feel a little bit safe?" Spencer clenched his little fist. The skin on the back of his hand was tight, and he refused to receive infusion.

Chad wavered. "All right, all right. As soon as you're stable after the infusion, we'll take you to Mom and Dad."

The two little ones were happy and sat side by side on the hospital bed.

Molly stayed with her brother, and Spencer asked Eugene to speed up the drip.

Tonight was the first night since they were five years old that they didn't have their parents around. Now they wanted to run to replace their mommy.

More than an hour later.

Someone was knocking on Malcolm's office door, and the lock swung from the outside, slowly opening slightly. And a pair of eyes looked around.

"Bro? Are you there?"

Chad gave a tentative shout.

Why didn't anyone seem to be here? When he arrived, he had asked the night watchman. Malcolm had returned to NIB late at night and had not been out. He was supposed to be in his office.

"Malcolm?"

He raised his voice and shouted again.

The next second, the lights in the office flicked on and Chad closed his eyes in fear of the glare.

After adjusting to the light, he saw Malcolm sitting behind his desk.

The man did not have much spirit. His handsome face looked depressed. Even the whole office was in decadent and stuffy atmosphere.

Chad's sharp eyes noticed the red veins in his eyes. His heart ached and he asked curiously, "Malcolm, have you been drinking?"

There were five or six burnt-out cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk.

Chad was stunned.

"Didn't you quit smoking? Why are you smoking so much tonight? Is something wrong?"

Malcolm didn't answer. His face flushed from the alcohol, and he raised his hand to continue pouring.

"What are you doing here? I told you to take care of Spencer and Momo in the lab."

Chad stuck his head through the crack of the door, and it was a little hard to say, "Well... Spencer and Momo can't sleep. Anthony and I couldn't stand it anymore. They wanted to see you, but your phone was switched off, so I had no choice but to bring them to you."

Malcolm's hand paused as he poured. "Spencer and Momo are here?"

"Yeah," Chad said, motioning out the door. "In the hallway. I had Anthony take them. I just wanted to make sure you were in the office."

"Is Mommy and Daddy there? I'm coming in!"

Chad looked back at Molly, then looked back at the office, only to see a man behind his desk flitting like a gust of wind.

Knock!

Chad's head was ruthlessly pushed out of the door by a pair of large hands, and the office door slammed shut.

He stood outside the door, being confused and disheveled.

Malcolm, What was wrong?

Why having the strong reaction?

Like doing something bad, afraid of getting caught.

He did not understand. Standing there in a daze for two minutes, he braced himself and carefully continued to knock on the door. "Malcolm, are you... seeing them?" Spencer and Molly were here. He can't leave the kids out here!

A few more minutes passed, and the door opened from the inside.

Malcolm's short, half-wet hair was dripping with water, and he had changed into a casual, relaxed outfit. And the wine bottle and ashtray disappeared from his desk.

The smell of cigarettes had been wiped from his body, and in six short minutes the office had been air-freshened, masking the smell of alcohol and tobacco.

Chad looked at him blankly, and his jaw dropped in amazement.

Malcolm squinted his eyes, then said, "What did you say?"

Chad froze, with his eyes bulging.

"??"