chapter 5 Cinnabar mole!

Hilary Marsh was shocked, but could not say a word. He could only watch Bowen Gellar leave.

The little boy in Bowen Gellar's arms also had shock on his face.

After a long time, the little boy said with admiration on his face: "Dad, you are so majestic!"

Bowen Gellar smiled and said, "Then when you grow up, you want to be as majestic as Dad, okay? Or, directly surpass Dad!"

The little boy laughed and said, "Okay!"

Bowen Gellar hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "What happened to the ancient painting that was lost the Gellar family? Did you steal it?"

"Of course not! It was that bitch Hilary Marsh who framed me! He obviously stole it!" the little boy said immediately.

"Okay! Dad believes in you!"

"Dad, are we going to the hospital to find mom?"

"certainly."

The father and son exchanged words with each other and had a great time chatting.

But when Bowen Gellar asked the little boy's name, the little boy said: "Grandpa named me Julius Gellar, but these guys in the Gellar family secretly call me a bastard! I am not a bastard!"

A coldness flashed in Bowen Gellar eyes.

Julius Gellar?

snort!

Ernest Gellar is really good at naming!

The little boy added: "Grandpa Price also gave me a name, which I like better. He called me Ken Gellar!"

Bowen Gellar was slightly startled and said with a smile: "I like it too. From now on, you will be called Ken Gellar!"

Cao Banxian, plainly dressed, was already waiting outside the gate.

Seeing Bowen Gellar walking outside with Ken Gellar in his arms, the smile on his face was like a bottle of old wine, as if he had understood everything.

Bowen Gellar walked up to Cao Banxian. Although he had guessed that Ken Gellar had been protected by Cecil Price these years, he did not say any more words of thanks.

Because two people don't need this.

Bowen Gellar took out a cyan token from his arms, handed it to Cecil Price, and whispered instructions.

"Send a message to the old department, I have returned!"

It was just eight words, but Cecil Price whole body was instantly energized.

A pair of eyes that were usually dull and dull, suddenly became extraordinary and sparkling.

Cecil Price knelt down on one knee and took the order with both hands. He was strong and strong and his voice was loud.

"Veteran, Cecil Price, take your orders!"

…

It's night.

Jianghai Central Hospital.

Bowen Gellar stood in front of the hospital holding Ken Gellar who had fallen asleep.

On the way to the hospital, Bowen Gellar learned that Ken Gellar had not eaten for a day and was beaten by Hilary Marsh because he was falsely accused of stealing paintings.

After the father and son recognized each other, the little boy's tense nerves completely relaxed.

Not long after Bowen Gellar took him to dinner, he could no longer bear the tiredness and fell asleep in Bowen Gellar's arms.

Ken Gellar's mother lives on the 28th floor of the hospital in front of her.

In the incident that year, she was accidentally injured by the Twelve Gods of the Pantheon and fell into a coma. Bowen Gellar sent someone to use the world's most sophisticated precision instruments to maintain her life.

Although it is still unclear why she looks so similar to Yyvonne Marsh, I believe the truth will be revealed soon.

Bowen Gellar looked up at the twenty-eighth floor of the hospital, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he strode in.

…

In the only luxurious ward on the twenty-eighth floor of the hospital.

Two young men with dyed yellow hair were frantically unplugging all the instruments and circuits on the woman on the hospital bed.

A bald middle-aged man was directing them.

"Hurry! The helicopter is already waiting on the rooftop, you only have twenty minutes!"

"Be gentle! This is the most advanced instrument in the world. There are only three of them in the world! If it breaks, even if you have ten lives, it won't be enough for master Hasse to kill you!"

Ye Wucai walked to the door of the ward and heard the voice of the bald middle-aged man inside.

Pushing the door open, another yellow-haired young man's voice sounded.

"brother Meredith, how about we steal this little girl away too? She's going to die anyway, so we should be kind and give her some nourishment! While it's hot!"

"I didn't expect it. This instrument is so damn awesome. I heard that this little bitch has been lying in bed for seven years and her appearance has never changed!"

All the lines on the precision instruments have been unplugged by two yellow-haired young men.

Bowen Gellar saw this scene.

brush!

A raging anger shot straight to the top of his head!

"What are you doing?!"

Bowen Gellar stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and shook it.

Snapped!

The two yellow-haired young men were immediately knocked away and fell to the ground. It was difficult to get up for a while!

The bald middle-aged man looked blankly at Bowen Gellar who was holding the child, and was shocked.

"Are you a fucking ghost? There's not even a little movement!"

Bowen Gellar has used a special method to put Ken Gellar into deep sleep.

This will help him recover from his injuries. If there is no special way to wake him up, no one can disturb Ken Gellar rest.

But despite this, Bowen Gellar still placed Ken Gellar on a set of sofas not far away.

The bald middle-aged man suddenly became angry when he saw Bowen Gellar acting like no one else and having no fear.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you ruin master Hasse's good deeds!"

"Do you know who master Hasse is? He is the most respected boss of the Gellar family!"

"If you dare to meddle in other people's business, not only will master Hasse cut you into pieces! the Gellar family will not let you go either!"

"This instrument is mainly used by the Gellar family!"

The head of the Gellar family?

Unexpectedly, it was related to Ernest Gellar again! !

A bone-chilling chill flashed through Ye Wutian's eyes. He strode up to the bald middle-aged man, reached out and pinched his neck, and slowly raised his head!

The bald middle-aged man slowly lifted his feet off the ground, with a ferocious look on his face!

It was unimaginable that in the hands of this stinky beggar-like man in front of me, I had no room to fight back!

The other two yellow-haired young men looked at this scene, trembling all over, and were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe!

Just ten seconds passed...

The bald middle-aged man seemed to have no movement at all!

"Kill...kill someone!"

The two yellow-haired young men screamed and ran out of the ward with all their strength, rolling and crawling.

But at this moment, a violent and heavy breathing sound came from the hospital bed.

Without the support of instruments, all the indicators of the woman on the hospital bed were declining rapidly, and life and death were only in the blink of an eye!

Bowen Gellar realized this, immediately put aside the bald middle-aged man, and strode towards the hospital bed.

The bald middle-aged man fell to the ground, feeling like his whole body was cramped and he had no strength at all.

"You...just wait for me! This matter is not over yet!"

The bald middle-aged man threatened Bowen Gellar fiercely, and escaped through the window with difficulty.

The tool used was actually an iron cage extending from the rooftop.

Obviously, this is how they want to steal the instrument in the ward!

Bowen Gellar ignored the bald middle-aged man and used a big hand to protect the woman's heart on the hospital bed.

No special movements were seen from Bowen Gellar, but the woman's complexion gradually improved, and various physical indicators gradually returned to normal.

Look at this impeccable cheek...

Bowen Gellar couldn't believe it, she was not Yyvonne Marsh!

But in order to further confirm her identity, he hesitated and took off her hospital gown.

because……

No matter whether this woman is Bowen Gellar's fiancée or not.

Bowen Gellar wants is the woman who once wrote a diary for him and treated him like her heart.

If the woman in front of me is that person.

Then, there should be a small cinnabar mole on her shoulder.

Seven years have passed...

That cinnabar mole has definitely not disappeared!