Chapter 738 Spencer is going to do bad things
Lyra tapped the tip of her little nose and said angrily, "Knowing your daddy would be jealous, you
deliberately ask me such a question."
"Um...I''m curious~"
In the luxury car, Lyra and Molly sat in the back seat. It was Charles who asked a driver to drive this
morning.
After all, there was an outsider in the car, so Molly deliberately asked such a question.
But Lyra didn''t think about it at all. There was only one answer.
"Of course it''s because of you, because you said she rescued you and you like her very much, I want
to meet her."
"Bingo! You''re right!" Molly smiled like a little angel, "You''re very wise to avoid a storm from Daddy!"
Lyra pouted, "He doesn''t dare."
Molly covered her mouth, "That''s your husband!"
"Yeah, you''re great." Lyra was relieved.
Molly wasplimented very happily, and the whole car was filled withughter from them.
...
Lyra personally took Molly to kindergarten, and Malcolm took Spencer to theboratory for infusion.
In the ward.
A doctor prepared an infusion bottle and medical equipment, and pushed in the door with a medical
tray.
Spencer had been using an indwelling needle because of the long-term infusion.
The indwelling needle should be changed every three days at most. Otherwise the needle hole will be
easily infected and deviate from the blood vessel.
Today was the day for a new needle.
Spencer sighed softly when he saw the new indwelling needle in the tray from a distance.
"I''m five years old. When can I stop infusion? The back of my hand is blue. I''m afraid I will change the
ce next time."
Malcolm was distressed to hear it, and silently helped him peel the fruit.
The doctor coaxed, "Be good. The needle is just like being bitten by an ant. It doesn''t hurt."
"Well, I''m used to it." Spencer raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and handed out his arm without any
timidity.
Because the indwelling needle had been stuck into the flesh for several days, it will be very painful
when it was removed.
It was better to have short, sharp pains than long, dull pains.The doctor pulled out the needle very
quickly.
Spencer just frowned slightly and looked out of the window with disdain. Compared with the little kids
who cried every time they got an injection, he was unbelievably calm.
Seeing Malcolm sitting next to him peeling fruit, he started driving him away.
"Daddy, isn''t you busy in thepany? Or bureau? You don''t have to watch me here!"
Malcolm could feel his visible unhappiness, "You think I''m an eyesore sitting next to you?"
Spencer smiled with frowning, which looked extra kind.
"Howe? If you''re willing to apany me, I''m very happy."
Malcolm nimbly peeled the fruit and said slowly, "I have a day off today to apany you to infuse. I
won''t go anywhere."
Spencer grinned, feeling heartbroken.
"Then Daddy, go apany Molly. Since she changed to a new kindergarten, you haven''t picked her
up yet, right? It doesn''t matter if I''m the only one here. I''m used to it and will not be lonely."
Malcolm didn''t look up. No one knew what he was thinking.
After a long time, he finally finished peeling the fruit. He cut out a small half of a peach and handed it to
Spencer.
Spencer took it obediently, "Thank you, Daddy."
Taking a bite of the peach, it was crunchy, sweet and delicious.
"Daddy, cut out all the peaches and put them on a te. I will remember to eat themter. Chad and
Anthony are probably cleaning the toilet in theboratory at the moment. If you''re bored, you can also
visit them."
He sounded very empathetic.
Malcolm frowned, and gave his precious son a strange look, "Why do I feel that you are very unhappy
with me staying here and want to drive me away?"
"No, how could?"
He smiled sweetly.
But with what Malcolm knew about his son, there was a little secret hidden in this smile.
"I have said I have one day off today. I''m not going anywhere. I just want to be with you."
"Okay, okay..." Spencer''s expression was bitter, and he said unwillingly, "Then thank you, Daddy."
Malcolm didn''t answer and continued peeling the peaches.
Orderly cutting the peaches into small pieces and putting them on the te, every action was
extraordinarily elegant.
The ward was quiet for a while. The doctor adjusted the output speed of the infusion bottle, and left the
room with the medical tray.
Malcolm and Spencer didn''t say anything, as if they had their own concerns.
Spencer in particr, with his little eyebrows furrowed slightly, always seemed to be thinking about
something bad.
After a while, Malcolm took the initiative to chat, "I heard from your mom you made three requests with
Anthony to forgive him?"
"Yeah, he agreed." Spencer asked timidly, "You wouldn''t want to teach me a lesson, would you?"
He thought too much.
This was a debt that Anthony should repay. If Spencer was truly willing to forgive Anthony after three
requests , then Anthony asked for it.
"I just want to ask, how many requests has he done?"
When Spencer thought of this, he was a little worried, "There is onest request left. I said at the time
that if he canplete the second request, I will consider making thest request simpler. But I''m a
little regretful now and want to give him a super super super difficult one!"
Malcolm pursed his lips and smiled. "Like what kind of request?"
Spencer lowered his eyes and looked at the back of his small hand, all of which were full of pinhole
marks, and some ces were blue because the pressure was not enough to stop the bleeding.
"For example... just stab him with a small needle a thousand times."
He was going to be the ruthless Spencer!
Malcolm couldn''t helpughing, "You have to forgive him after a thousand time of stabbing? Spencer,
do you really think about it? You have to be really willing to make peace with him."
Spencer thought silently and shook his head, "I made these three request at the time, just wanted to
bully him and deal with him, but didn''t want to forgive him... But I don''t actually hate him so much. I can
see that he is sincere guilty and wants to make amends for me."
Malcolm stroked his son''s small head, and his deep voice was very gentle, "Then let him owe thest
request first. When you figure it out, you will ask him to pay the debt."
Spencer nodded.
His face was a miniature version of Malcolm''s, which was delicate and handsome.
The harmonious picture of father and son was particrly eye-catching.
Malcolm opened the bedside table drawer to get the math Olympiad quiz.
"Do you want to do the quiz? I will apany you."
"Okay."
Getting his answer in the affirmative, Malcolm adjusted the bed higher so that Spencer could sit a little
higher, put the railing horizontally up, and took out the quiz and pencils.
As soon as he started it, Spencer put everything behind him and concentrated on the quiz.
Malcolm rested his chin in one hand, sat on the edge of the bed, apany him to review the quiz, but
didn''t say the answer.
Watching his son clearly write out his problem-solving ideas step by step, he felt very proud.
Knock knock --
Someone was knocking on the closed ward door.
Spencer paused. His face changed slightly, and he grabbed Malcolm''s hand, "Daddy, this person must
have gone to the wrong ward. Don''t open the door."
Malcolm observed his expression.
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Although Spencer was a little scheming and often did tricks, he was not very good at lying.
This was clearly an act of guilt.
"Who''s out there? Do you know it?"
Spencer lowered his head. "No, I don''t know..."
Malcolm was suspicious, but got up and walked over to open the door.