Chapter 705 - Footprint (1)

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On the second day after Jaquan was in hospital, Collin brought an apple to see him. On the surface, he came to see him. As a result, he entered the ward and chatted with Emma, completely treating Jaquan as a dead man.

Jaquan coughed heavily.

Emma looked back. Jaquan signaled her to ignore Collin with his eyes. She probably understood, but she pretended not to understand and continued to talk to him.

Collin had a cold and fever before, so he had lost a few pounds. After all, doctor was almost a high-risk job.

Jaquan could not help but cough heavily again.

"What's wrong?" Collin asked Emma to get the medicine from the pharmacy. Then, he slowly walked over. "What's wrong? Is there an asthma attack?"

"You are the one with asthma!" Jaquan felt a buzzing pain in his forehead.

"What happened to you?" Collin pulled a chair over and sat down.

Jaquan held the fixed frame on his neck and said to him, "Stay away from my wife!"

"Sorry, I won't." Collin calmly sat on the stool, took the fruit knife and began to peel the only apple he brought.

Jaquan was speechless.

"I heard that you fell down the stairs?" said Collin.

Jaquan looked at the door of the ward. Emma went to get the medicine and could not come back for a while. He coughed lightly and said in an unhappy tone, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Before I came, I asked the doctor about the situation. He said that there were footprints on both sides of your head." "And they seemed to be very symmetrical," Collin said, pointing to his ears.

Jaquan didn't know how to answer.

Collin cut off a piece of apple and stuffed it into his mouth. He stared at Jaquan's expressionless face and mocked, "So it really was her."

Jaquan could not answer.

"Do you really believe me?" Collin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Damn it, Collin, I'm going to kill you!" Jaquan rolled up his sleeves and was about to go down to beat him up.

Collin pointed at his neck. "Save it. Do you still want your neck?"

"Get away from me. Don't affect my recovery," Jaquan said.

"It doesn't matter if you can't recover. At some appropriate time, I can take your place to be the groom." Collin said.

"Get out!!"

A head popped out from outside the door and he smiled when he saw Collin. "Mr. Collin."

Collin waved at Stony. When he arrived in front of him, he touched his head. "Be good. You've grown a lot taller and more handsome."

"You are more and more handsome." Stony said with a smile.

Collin spared no effort to praise him, "You are so sweet. It's obvious that your mom taught you well."

Hearing this, Jaquan, who was on the bed, wanted to smash him out with a stool.

"I will take you out for dinner later, okay?" Collin asked Stony.

Without waiting for him to reply, Jaquan, who was lying on the hospital bed, shouted anxiously, "That's my son. Don't you dare to have any ideas on him!"

Stony blinked, looked at Collin and said, "Mr. Collin, I want to have dinner with my grandparents. I can't eat with you this time."

"Okay, I'll bring you something snack next time." Collin rubbed his head.

"Thank you."

Collin cut a piece of apple for him and immediately thought of something. "Alright, I have something to send to your mother. Come with me."

"Alright."

Collin held Stony's hand and walked out. Jaquan on the bed was so angry that his face was distorted. "Stony! Collin! You bastard!"

When Emma came in with the medicine, she found that Jaquan was beating the bed hard, "What's wrong?"

"Collin wanted to grab my son!" Jaquan was infuriated.

"He is just joking." Emma said.

"He can't joke on that!" Jaquan was furious.

Emma didn't answer him.

Collin took out a box of perfume from the drawer and handed it to Stony, "I bought it for my mother, but she doesn't like it, so give it to your mother."

Stony reached out to take the perfume and looked at it, "Mr. Collin, although I don't understand perfume, I don't think you gave this perfume to your mother."

"Why do you say that?" Collin felt that it was quite interesting. He half-squatted and asked him, "If it is not for my mother, who is it for?"

"Did you give it to a girl, but she didn't accept it?" Stony asked innocently.

"Hey, you brat." "How did you know?" Collin looked at him, amused.

Stony pointed at the perfume and said, "You kept looking at the perfume when you handed it to me. It definitely wasn't for your mother."

"You are much smarter than your father." "It would be great if you were my son." Collin sighed.

Stony didn't answer.

He silently returned the perfume to Collin and said, "My mother won't accept it."

"You've already exposed the secret, how could she accept it?" Collin put the perfume back into the drawer.

"Are you out of love?" asked Stony.

"I don't know. Perhaps." Collin sighed.

Stony patted him on the shoulder like an adult, "You're so handsome, and she will definitely like you."

Collin laughed, "If you were born twenty years earlier, I definitely wouldn't work for your father. In the future, I would follow you."

Stony chuckled and revealed a childish smile that belonged to a child.