Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 331

Donna had something to do and said that she would come back at night, then left the ward with Simon temporarily. At that time, there were only three of them left in the ward.

Just like that day in the zoo, if someone passed by the ward, he or she would think there were a family of three inside.

Wendy took the fruit she had washed at home and peeled off the skin with a fruit knife. Seeing that Larry kept staring at her hand, she asked with a curved mouth, "Larry, what shape do you want?" "A bunny?" Larry's eyes were bright.

Although the gauze on the head was a little shocking, after Larry woke up, he ate a lot of noodles, he had recovered quite a bit of his vitality, and his little face was now red.

"Okay!" Wendy was very responsive to his needs.

A bunny...

She waved the knife in the upper and lower sides of the plate, trying to make the shape of two ears as much as possible. When it was done, Larry was so happy that his little mouth was almost on his ears, like a puppy dog, "Wendy is so awesome."

Wendy felt a little fluttering after being praised. She picked up a bunny with a fruit fork and said, "Larry, open your mouth!" "Ah - "

When Larry heard this, he immediately opened his mouth like a hippo.

When Wendy fed it to him, he ate it very well, crunching the apple.

"I'm so happy." After Larry swallowed it, his big black grape- like eyes blinked, and said in a soft child's voice, "I want to be sick all the time."

In that case, he would be taken good care of like this by Wendy every day!

"How could that be?" Wendy frowned anxiously. Of course she didn't agree with his idea. She said in a serious tone, "Larry must get better soon, otherwise, I will be worried!" When Larry heard this, he also received the look from his dad next to him.

Soon, he remembered what his dad had said in the morning. He was afraid that Wendy would be worried and cry again. He quickly said, "I'll be a good boy!" "That's right, our Larry is the best!" Wendy laughed. She reached out her hand and gently stroked his little face, emphasized. "You're the best in the world!" After the last bunny was finished, Larry kept smiling, pursing his lips.

Suddenly, he shyly hooked his little finger at her. "Wendy-"

When Wendy saw this, she immediately understood what he meant. She smiled and leaned forward and moved half of her face close to him. Larry pouted shyly.

It was just that history was always astonishingly similar. Just as he was about to kiss Wendy on her face, a big hand suddenly reached out and blocked the space between them.

Wendy noticed that and quickly returned to her original position.

Charlie glanced at his son who puffed out his cheeks, and calmly explained, "There's something on his mouth."

"Oh." Wendy nodded her head suddenly.

Charlie was so brazen as to block his son's request for a kiss, and he's not afraid his son would lose the temper! After all, his son couldn't move but lay on the hospital bed now. What's more, there were no vases or fish tanks to be thrown here. The most important thing was that he was here.

Charlie knew Larry better than anyone. Larry was indeed very angry, but he did not dare to show that he was like a small panther as usual. He was afraid that Wendy would dislike him, so he could only try his best to lift the corners of his mouth.

He's so angry!

But he still had to keep smiling!

Wendy didn't understand the little tricks Charlie played. She took out a wet tissue and was about to tear it open when she saw Charlie staring at the fruit bag on the table next to her.

She asked uncertainly, "Charlie, do you want some?"

"Yes." Charlie seemed to be waiting for her to ask. "Then let me peel an apple for you." Wendy thought for a while and picked up the fruit knife again.

After all, it was a piece of cake, so she helped to peel another one out of kindness. As the last piece of fruit peel fell into the trash, a quiet male voice sounded simultaneously, "I also want one in the shape of bunnies."

Wendy:"..."

Later, no matter what Wendy did for Larry, Charlie would ask for the same thing.

Who on earth was the child and who was the patient...

Wendy took a look at her watch and reminded, "Charlie, didn't Dr. Chin just tell you to come to his office? Are you still not going?"

"No rush." Charlie crossed his long legs.

"You'd better go there as soon as possible. Maybe it's something important!" Wendy glanced at Larry, whose mouth was already flat, and continued to persuade Charlie. "You go ahead. I'll take care of Larry here!"

"Okay." Charlie frowned and finally walked out of the ward unwillingly.

He went straight into the elevator and reached the orthopedic floor. He easily found Simon's office.

"Knock knock

The door was not closed. He raised his hand and knocked twice on it.

Simon, dressed in a white coat, was sitting in front of his desk, on which there were a lot of X-ray films. The computer next to him was on, but he didn't look at it. Instead, he crossed his hands and was thinking about something with a serious expression.

Hearing someone knocking on the door, he seemed to have just come to his senses. "Charlie, you're here!"

"Yes." Charlie nodded. He walked over, pulled out a chair and sat on the opposite side. He frowned and asked, "Simon, is there something wrong with Larry after surgery?

"No, Larry is fine." Hearing this, Simon quickly answered.

"Then why did you call me?" Charlie looked confused.

Simon's face turned cold, and he looked as serious as Charlie saw when Charlie just entered the door. "Charlie, I asked you to come here because of something else!" "What's the matter?" Charlie frowned more tightly and snorted deliberately, "Just tell me what is it. Simon, when did you become so sissy?"

Simon did not reply back as he usually did. Instead, he said, "Charlie, take a look at this first!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a leather paper bag from the bottom of the X-ray film.

Charlie raised his eyebrows. He opened it as Simon said, and saw a few pieces of paper. When he saw the black characters on the top of it, his pupils constricted.

It's a paternity testimony? He looked up at his good friend on the opposite side and saw that Simon was still waiting. He lowered his eyebrows and checked it again. When he browsed the last page, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Whoosh-"

The movement was so big that the chairs were thrown back with such force that the pulleys made a squealing sound.

As if wondering if he was wrong, Charlie again stared at the black words on the white paper again. His dark pupils were about to pop out, especially the last few numbers, which he confirmed over and over again.

"Simon, what the hell is going on!"

All the blue veins on Charlie's forehead stood out due to the ups and downs of his emotions.

Simon frowned and said calmly, "Charlie, you are right. After many experiments, fifteen gene tests are all consistent. The probability of Larry and Miss Lim being mother and son is more than 99%!"