Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 768

“This fatty is strong. We almost couldn’t suppress him with so many people.” Leon gasped as he saw Collin holding his hand thoughtfully. “What happened to your arm?”

Collin frowned, reaching out his hand to press on the injured arm. “Maybe it fractures.”

Leon widened his eyes and said, “You’re still so calm after breaking a bone” After saying this, he snapped his head around and shouted at the security guard, “Call the police! That fatty made Doctor Mueller fracture!”

Collin did know what to say.

“What’s going on?” Cora looked at him anxiously. “Look at you. Why did you interfere when those people were making trouble? Look, it’s a fracture. Fine, you can get a month to rest. You can also go on blind dates and try to get a flash marriage within a month.”

“Mom.” Collin held his forehead, feeling a headache, “A big man locked a young girl. How can I not help?”

“Help? Are you the only doctor in this hospital, Ah? The others stand there and watch. You’re the only one who rushes forward.”

“Didn’t my colleague help as well?” Collin used his left hand to hold the other hand in a cast. “I was careless. It was an accident. Do you understand? I didn’t want to break my arm.”

“Alright. You’re right. I won’t argue with you.” Cora put all the things on the table into the bag and asked again, “Is there anything else?”

“No.” Collin took his phone into the pocket. “It’s just a fracture. Next time, don’t make a fuss and run to the hospital.”

“I wouldn’t have known that such a big thing happened to you if your director didn’t tell me. Why are you hiding everything from us? Is a fracture a small matter? How can I not make a fuss?” Cora looked at him and asked, “Will you only inform us when you are dying?”

Collin just shut up.

“Bones, ribs. In short, buy all the bones. Yes, send them to Collin. I will cook them. Yeah, bring me some clothes…” After talking to Collin’s father, Cora looked at Collin and asked, “Is there anything else you want to eat?”

Collin covered his forehead with one hand and said, “Mom, could you give me some freedom? I am going to be thirty soon, not a child anymore.”

“When did I imprison you?” Cora shouted. “Your arm is fractured. I came to take care of you for a few days. How can you say I don’t give you freedom?”

“It’s just a fracture in one arm. The other hand can still be used. Now, I can order take-out and take a bath with one hand. I can take care of myself. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

After a moment of silence, Cora said, “Son, I don’t understand you anymore.”

Collin was about to say something, but he swallowed his words.

Getting off the car, Cora sent him to the door and said, “Alright, I won’t come if you think I’m annoying. Anyway, you can order take-out if you want to drink bone soup. I won’t cook for you. You are right. I can’t always treat you as a child.”

“Mom, I love you.” Collin hugged her with one hand.

“Alright, stop this.” Cora patted him on the back. “Go in. Your father will get someone to send the bones over later. You can cook it yourself. If you can’t finish all of the bone, you can give some to Allen. They

should like it.”

“Okay.”

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Collin took a photo of his cast and posted it to his Moments. His friends sent him many condolences with concern.

Collin did not see the person he wanted to see even after searching for several times.

When he turned off the phone screen, he remembered that she didn’t have a smartphone, let alone WeChat. How could she see other people’s Moments? Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Usually, he would get off work at six o’clock and arrive at her place before seven o’clock in the day shift. Today, he sat on the sofa, waiting for the hour hand to go to seven o’clock. Then eight o’clock.

The phone was lying quietly on the coffee table. Apart from an international call from Jaquan and a condolence call from other colleagues at the hospital, the phone didn’t ring.

Mike sent two big bags of bones. It was enough for Collin to cook soup for three months.

Collin stared at the bones in the refrigerator for a while. The hour hand was approaching nine o’clock. He couldn’t bear it but took out his phone to dial a number. After seven seconds, the phone was connected.

“Hey…”

“It’s me.” Collin put the phone in the refrigerator before picking up a bone. “Do you know how to cook bone soup?”

“Pour water?” The smoky voice on the other end of the line came through the phone, which sounded sexy and provocative.

“Oh.” Collin threw the bone onto the chopping board before picking up the phone with his left hand. Then he placed the phone on the counter and pressed his back against the fridge door to close it.

He said, “I won’t go over tonight.”

“Okay.”

“I’m fine now.” Collin hung up the phone.

When the water was boiling, he threw bones in one go.

After he finished cooking, he tasted it and remembered that he hadn’t put any seasoning on it, not ginger, not bone broth. All he could remember was her husky, sexy words.

“Pour water.”

Collin went to exercise on the treadmill with a cast in one hand while his stomach was rumbling with hunger without food. He took a few slow steps and habitually used his right hand to press the switch but realized it was a cast and could not click. However, his feet had already slowed down with inertia. With such a dazed stall, he fell straight down.

What a mess it was!

This was the most terrible day for Collin.

He lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling quietly. Only then did he hear the phone ring, and in that instant, his heart pounded, and he practically bounced up to find the phone.

However, it was Cora calling.

So disappointed he was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head!

“Why did you take so long to answer the call? Where are the bones? Did you cook?” asked Cora.

Collin walked to the living room, looked at the entire soup pot in the kitchen, and said it against his will. “Yes. It’s delicious.”

“It’s fine as long as it tastes good. I’m afraid you won’t be able to cook it alone.” Cora coughed lightly, “Look, the daughter of a relative of your aunt’s uncle…”

“Mom, I’m a disabled person now.” Collin could not help but interrupt her, “Do you want me to drag my ruined body to go on a blind date?”