Chapter 885
"She is half dead lying on the bed and has pulled out the tube and she''s gone on a hunger strike to see
Harold?" Larry almost wanted to curse, but he held back and said, "No, absolutely no! I don''t care what
method you use. Make sure that she will eat. Don''t allow her to hurt herself. Get out."
Luke, who was standing next to him, was a little embarrassed. He said, "Mr. Reynes, I''ve already
persuaded her. It''s nine o''clock in the evening now, but Miss Evans still has no intention of eating... We
can''t force her. It''s not good for her health."
Larry,"... Why didn''t I notice in the past that this little girl is so hard to deal with? D*mn it."
He pressed between his eyebrows and was thinking about what to do when he suddenly saw Harold
sitting up on the bed. He quickly went over and held him down. "Are you crazy?! Do you want to be
infected?"
Harold said ndly, "I promised Rain that she wouldn''t die in the next three months."
Larry understood the importance of the amulet. It seemed that Harold had agreed to Natalie''s request,
but in fact, he had agreed to Leni''s request. Now that both parties were in a deadlock, things would
be moreplicated if Crystal died. However...
"The doctor said that it would take you at least half a month to recover from your injury. How many days
has it been? Your f*cking wound hasn''t even been healed yet!" Larry felt that he had used up all his
good temper in the first half of his life, so he easily lost his temper in the past few days. He tried his
best to restrain his emotions and said, "If your wound is cracked and infected now, you will die. How
about letting Luke go there? If it doesn''t work, I''ll go. Isn''t she just a little girl? I don''t believe that I can''t
handle her."
As he spoke, he was about to press Harold back onto the hospital bed. However, Harold had already
pulled out the infusion needle and said to Luke, "Give me a set of clothes."
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Luke had always been respectful of Harold''s decision. He nodded and went to get his clothes. Harold
casually wiped off the beads of blood on the back of his hand after he pulled out the infusion needle.
However, due to his serious injuries, even though his expression was cold, his face was extremely
pale. The fluttering butterfly bones lifted the hospital gown into an obvious arc.
Larry cursed in a low voice,"... I must have owed you in my previous life."
"At most an hour, you muste back. Otherwise, I will ask the doctor to drug you so that you can''t
move when you are recuperating. If you don''t believe me, you can try."
Harold grunted and said lightly, "I do have something to tell her."
Larry was in a bad mood, so he simply went out to smoke. Harold changed his clothes and sat in a
wheelchair, letting Luke push him out of the hospital.
By the time they arrived at Flower Land, it was already past ten o''clock at night. Harold did not allow
anyone to push the wheelchair forward. He slowly walked through the door and saw Crystal hugging
her knees and squatting at the side of the dining table. The table was filled with dishes that were
heated up several times and were surrounded by a faint heat.
The creaking sound of the door opening made Crystal raise her head. When she saw the person, she
quickly stood up and subconsciously wanted to pounce on him as usual. However, after seeing the cold
expression on Harold''s face, she could not take a step forward.
Harold was wearing a ck windbreaker, inside which was a light gray high-cored high-cor
undershirt, which made his face paler. Standing under the crystalmp, the bright flowing light cut off
his face, so his indifference became obscure.
"I heard that you want to see me." He stood tall and straight. His eyebrows were as ck as a painting,
and his nose was as sharp as a knife. However, his eyes were full of coldness. "Say it if you have
something to say."