Chapter 541 – Baird Lane, the Greatly Shocked
Baird Lane didn’t say anything and walked straight to his desk.
Ives Norton leaned back in his chair and wrapped his arms around it, “What a rarity, after six years you would actually reach out to me.”
“That child, Bo, is in your hospital, isn’t he?” Baird Lane got straight to the point.
Ives Norton flinched for a moment, a quick ghostly light flashed in his eyes behind his glasses, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about, before, the people under your command also came to our hospital, and also looked for that child called little baby, didn’t our hospital already say that there is no more, why are you asking again now, and even in person!”
“You don’t have to come with me on all this bending, I know that Bo is in your hospital.” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes at him.
Ives Norton pursed his lips, “What makes you so sure?”
“In the whole of C city, you’re the only hospital with the best reputation, the best doctors, and the closest to the kindergarten… Bao was injured, and his mom was in a hurry to get him to the hospital, and normally, she would have sent him to the closest hospital, so I’m pretty sure Bao is here.” Baird Lane hammered his fist on his desk and sulked.
Ives Norton looked at Baird Lane’s hand, his glasses reflecting back the light, “Well, good deduction, too bad you’re really wrong, the man really isn’t there.”
“There is another most important reason.” Baird Lane coldly said, “little baby’s parents have been refusing to come out for some reason, even after I invited them many times, they are very secretive and careful to hide their identity, and this hospital of yours is the most protective of patient information in C City.”
“And then what?”
“Because of the backing of the Shao family, some people who are a little bit more powerful also don’t even dare to come to this hospital of yours to cause trouble, not to mention that they won’t forcefully look for someone in this hospital of yours or investigate which patient, so I think that little baby’s parents, who refuse to reveal their identity, will definitely send their child here as well.”
As the words left his mouth, Baird Lane looked at Ives Norton with a grimace, “And now you won’t admit that the man is here?”
Ives Norton’s face didn’t show it, but his heart was in shock.
This man was so terrifying that he actually locked on to the fact that Bao was right here so easily.
He and Christine had speculated earlier in Bo’s hospital room that Baird Lane would send someone to the hospital to poke around a second time.
I didn’t realize that the second time came, but instead of sending his men, Baird Lane himself came.
Looks like he and Christine underestimated Baird Lane’s perceptiveness after all.
“What are you thinking?” Baird Lane looked at Ives Norton, whose eyes were rolling around, and took the initiative to open his mouth.
Ives Norton straightened his expression, “Nothing.”
“You’re having a heart attack.” Baird Lane added.
Ives Norton frowned, “You’re overthinking it.”
Baird Lane sneered, “Am I overthinking this, or are you really being vain, you know it in your heart, now tell me, where is Bo?”
Ives Norton stood up, “I won’t tell you.”
At that, Baird Lane’s breath went cold around him, “You’re really not going to say anything?”
“Who am I to say, why did Bao go into the hospital, the reason I also heard from Bao’s mom, it was caused by that daughter you raised, do you know what Bao has become?” Ives Norton met his cold eyes without fear.
Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed into a straight line, “Speak.”
Ives Norton nodded and sneered, “Fine, then I’ll tell you that Bo is now autistic and aggravated, heavily isolated from everyone, including his mother, are you happy with the outcome?”
little baby was pretty much the one he had watched grow up, and he had long since taken little baby as his own son inside.
Now that Bao had changed back to his old self, he couldn’t tell how much it hurt him to watch.
And it was the daughter raised by the man in front of him who caused all this, so how could he not be angry.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched slightly when he heard Ives Norton’s accusation, not knowing what to say, and finally he could only say, “I know the fault for this is on our side, and I’ll take responsibility for it, but right now I’d like to see Bo.”
He really wanted to see that child, and the idea of meeting him had been in his mind since he knew of the child’s existence.
As time passed, the thought of him wanting to see it grew stronger.
Now hearing Ives Norton say that the boy’s autism had worsened, it was as if his heart had been pulled so hard it hurt.
“No, I won’t let you see Bao, you raised a daughter who did this to Bao, if Bao knew you were the father of the murderer who caused him to be beaten, do you think Bao wouldn’t be even more scared, wouldn’t he be even more irritated?” Ives Norton said coldly.
Baird Lane subconsciously retorted, “I’m not Ann’s father.”
For some reason, hearing Ives Norton say he was Ann’s father was inexplicably unpleasant and uncomfortable.
It stings more than that line about the daughter you raised.
Ives Norton was also surprised by Baird Lane’s remark and couldn’t understand why he was so agitated.
“Am I wrong in saying that Ann Lane is not your daughter?” Ives Norton looked at him coldly.
Baird Lane corrected, “It’s the stepdaughter.”
“That’s your daughter too, legally… Honestly, I’m puzzled why you, Baird Lane, with your three senses, have taught your daughter to be so vicious, prompting a couple of brats to beat up on one, and beat him up so hard, you know? little baby has a congenital deficiency in addition to autism.”
“What?” Baird Lane’s heart thumped.
Ives Norton pulled open a drawer and pulled a medical report out of it.
He first tore out the column with Bao’s picture and name on it before handing the report over to Baird Lane, “Here’s Bao’s medical report, take a look at it.”
Baird Lane subconsciously took it, but the moment the report was actually in his hand, he suddenly felt as if it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, so heavy that he was even a little afraid to look at it.
But eventually he watched.
While he was watching, Ives Norton was in front of him detailing, “When Little Treasure was still in his mother’s stomach, because his mother had several accidents, they almost didn’t save him, although in the end Little Treasure was born safely, but it was a preemie baby, his body was very tender, and he would be hospitalized with fever if he got a little bit of cold, so when he was five years old, he looked almost the same as a three year old child. ”
Baird Lane’s hand was trembling slightly as he held the medical report.
Ives Norton saw it and went down again, “So think about it, such a fragile little treasure, how to resist so many brats, those brats had no mercy, the capillaries on the little treasure’s face were pinched, the spleen and stomach were even kicked with a slight savings, if it wasn’t for someone to stop it in time, the little treasure might have been beaten to death alive by those brats can you believe it? ”
Baird Lane’s pupils shrunk dramatically, and with a sharp thrust of his hand, he crushed the report into a ball, gripping it in a death grip.
“So you Baird Lane should feel thankful that Bo is alive now, or else the daughter you raised with those brats is a murderer, and you’re the one responsible for raising a murderer.” Ives Norton was still taunting.
Baird Lane’s breathing became labored, his heart aching to explode.
Especially that sentence, ‘If it wasn’t for someone stopping it in time, little baby might have been killed alive by those little brats’, was unacceptable to him.
He had thought that Ann Lane and the kids, at most, had beaten Bao to the point where he had superficial injuries and sent him to the hospital because his parents were worried.
I didn’t realize that Bao had been beaten so badly that he was even almost killed.
Ives Norton sneered at Baird Lane’s look of anger mixed with bewilderment.
And that’s unacceptable?
If he knew that Bao was his own son, and that the daughter he raised had beaten his own son like this, would he go crazy?