Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 718

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"The moon is round." Spencer lay on the recliner and looked up at the moon above him. He sighed, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Time flies."

Harold nodded.

"Your face..." Spencer turned back to look at him. "Don't worry. It's just that it's hot now, so it'll take some time for you to recover. Shouldn't it hurt anymore?"

"Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore." Harold touched the gauze on his face.

"It has been more than two months. Not everyone can stand it. You are the only one who has a strong will and can endure it." Spencer remembered a patient from a rich family. He met the patient when he travelled all over the country a long time ago. "As the house caught fire, the man was severely burned. It was not as serious as yours. I told him the specific treatment plan. However, he began to drive me away. He hoped to receive western treatment because he could use anesthetic."

"During the New Year, I went home and passed by that place. The skin on that person's face was still stuck together, but he had already spent several million. Later, he begged me to treat it."

"You do not agree?"

"Yes." Spencer turned around and smiled. "I think he can't bear the pain. I advised him not to try. I turned around and left. When the man saw me leave, he was so angry that he scolded me for having no descendants."

"Later, my son and daughter-in-law really died. I was afraid that the curse would really come true. I did not dare to take my only granddaughter back."

"I think I will stay in this village for the rest of my life and never go out again. Stephanie is not married yet. I don't know how long I can live."

"You are a miracle-working doctor. You can live to a ripe old age." Harold said sincerely.

"I don't expect to live that long." Spencer smiled bitterly, "As a doctor, I used to see old age, sickness, and death. I have been through the vicissitudes of life. It is too tiring to live."

"Didn't you want to witness Stephanie's marriage?" Harold said.

"Yes. When she gets married and has a husband who truly loves her, I can feel at ease." Spencer turned to look at Harold, "Do you... like Stephanie?"

"No." Harold took a step back.

"Okay." Spencer turned around and whispered, "If she was with you, I would be quite relieved."

Harold did not reply.

There was the sound of a car from the door, and Stephanie's voice could be heard from far away. "What's wrong with the lights here? Isn't it the voice-activated sensor light? Argh! Argh! Shit. Only shouting loudly can make it light up."

"Stephanie is here," Spencer said as he got up from his chair.

"Don't squander money on me. I don't lack anything." Spencer muttered. He walked to the door step by step and saw a few bags of clothes in the car. He immediately frowned. "Why are you buying clothes for me again? I don't need so many clothes."

"I'm supposed to earn money to buy you something. If you don't lack clothes, then what do you need? I threw away the clothes in your wardrobe. Why did you pick them up again?" Stephanie complained.

Spencer quickly covered his ears and ran away. Not long after entering the room, he seemed to remember something and turned back to say to Stephanie, "Buy him some clothes."

Ever since Harold moved in here, he had not gone out.

Harold had only a few pieces of underwear. He had been wearing them for the past two months. The underwear must be old.

"Buy it for him?" Stephanie asked doubtfully. "Isn't he your patient? Why do you need to buy him clothes?"

"His face is injured. It is not convenient to go out for the time being. You can just buy him some clothes to change into. Moreover, he needs shoes, slippers and so on." Spencer thought for a moment and said, "Is the shaving knife that you gave me before still there?"

"He lives here?" Stephanie finally realized.

"Yes." Spencer nodded.