After divorce I am a billionaire

"The baby boy's body is weak. It should be a congenital problem. His heart is not good. He has premature ventricular complex. If he's not treated properly, | am afraid it will develop into severe myocarditis.” The doctor looked at the data indicators and sighed slightly, "As Spencer grows, the indicators of physical weakness will become more obvious and more serious.” The examination room fell into a long silence.

Lyra's eyes reddened. Her heart throbbed with pain. She took the initiative to pick up Spencer who was in the nurse's hand and looked at him Spencer didn't know he was sick. He blinked slightly, looked at Lyra, and smiled innocently.

Malcolm clenched his palms, watched their interaction, and reproached himself beyond measure.

Anthony's mood wasn't much better.

He asked the doctor, "Has Spencer's blood been tested for virus? Could his congenital problem be caused by virus?" The doctor was stunned for a while, "For ordinary people, this kind of virus is very rare, or even almost non-existent. So, our hospital does not have a targeted test for the virus. If it can't be found, I'm afraid he has to be sent to War Science Laboratory." The doctor glanced at Malcolm and Lyra, "Do you and your wife know what virus it is? He's so young. If the congenital weakness is caused by the virus, it is probably because the mother carries the source of the disease.” Malcolm glanced at Lyra who was holding the baby and said in his magnetic and low voice, "Nothing serious. It's not a very important virus. Rara has checked and she does not carry the source of the disease.” He wasn't going to tell the doctor the whole truth, because the hospital couldn't do blood tests anyway.

If they wanted to rule out the cause, but they can't find it here, and it was useless to say more.

He walked over, put his arms around Lyra's shoulders, and patted her with his big palms gently, "Babe, let's take the treatment of heart disease first. As for the checking of the virus in Spencer's body, we'll deal with it when he grows up.” The blood virus test in the laboratory required a lot of blood samples. Spencer was too small now. He was weak, and his heart was not good, so he can't bear to take too much blood for testing.

Lyra also knew it and nodded, "I just think he's such a small child but he will start taking medicine from a young age. | guess he has to grow up with medicine. It is so pitiful.” Malcolm kissed her forehead softly, and his voice was calm. "Even if Spencer is sick, I'll make him the happiest baby in the world." Anthony saw the depressed mood of the two, and felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't help.

Spencer's condition was not particularly serious for the time being. The doctor recommended staying in the hospital for observation, using mild drugs and conservative treatment first.

Spencer was just a three-month-old baby, who can't even speak and had to stay in the hospital.

Lyra was very sad and wished to suffer this for him.

Malcolm was by his side.

Anthony couldn't get involved. After all, Spencer was with his biological parents, and he, who was just his godfather, couldn't do much.

Whether these causes of Spencer's weak body were virus or not had yet to be confirmed. Malcolm and Lyra did not blame him.

He had been babysitting in Lyre Spiti for many days, and Lyra thanked him a lot.

Arriving at the basement parking lot of the hospital, Anthony got into the luxury car and was stunned for a while, before starting the car.

At first, he was instigated and tried to kill Malcolm with the S404 biochemical virus and take Lyra back.

When thinking about it now, he thought his original behavior was a bit ridiculous, but he didn't regret it.

What's done is done. There was no way he could make it right from wrong. He had no other way but to try his best to make up forit.

He took out his mobile phone, contacted doctors in well-known foreign hospitals, and asked about some treatments.

Since Malcolm and Lyra were both in the hospital, Sophia was the only person in Lyre Spiti to take care of Molly so he set off for there.

In Lyre Spiti, Sophia was preparing baby formula with water for Molly.

She had to repeat this kind of work at least four or five times a day for three consecutive months.

She was very familiar with the imported baby formula specially purchased by Malcolm, the color and the milk flavor.

However, she opened a new bottle of it which was bought by Malcolm today. The packaging and brand were the same but the powder quality seemed to be a little different.

With suspicion, she tentatively mixed the formula with water and observed the flavor and color of it.

Knock knock - The sudden knocking sound on the door made Sophia accidentally knock down the formula bottle on the table and made it spill it all over the floor.

The sound of knocking kept ringing.

Sophia looked at the powder and mess on the ground, and chose to open the door first.

When the door was opened, Anthony asked immediately, "How is Momo? Her brother is not having milk with her today. Is she okay?" Sophia: "Momo still has a bottle of milk to drink. I'm making it. How is Spencer?" Anthony sighed, walked into the villa and said as he walked, "It's not the worst outcome, but it's not a very good one. Malcolm and Rara are both with him in the hospital. | worry about Momo and want to accompany with her for a while." She sighed with emotion, "Spencer and Momo are actually quite happy. Not only were they born in a wealthy family, but also have a considerate godfather like you. And all the other uncles love them very much.” Anthony didn't answer.

Perhaps the greatest advantage of being in wealthy families was that they did not need to worry about their livelihoods, but there were many things that they cannot help doing and were even life-threatening.

Especially in the business field, the competition relationship was obvious, and were are many enemies.

Malcolm was also powerful in the military field, which meant there were even more enemies.

"For children in rich and powerful families, their life is more eventful. And some insidious and cunning villains secretly hate them.

They can't deal with adults, so they turned their attention on the children.” Sophia was taken aback for a moment. Her face changed when she thought of the baby formula just now.

Anthony knew that she was preparing it just now, and when he passed the kitchen, he glanced at her and saw powder all over the floor.

"What happened?" Sophia's face looked like she was in horror, and she immediately told him her doubt, "Mr. Callahan, the baby formula that Mr.

Malcolm bought for the two babies has always been the same brand. | have been feeding them wit it for more than three months.

Although today the packaging is the same, the taste and quality seem to be different.” Anthony frowned and walked to the kitchen, "Is there any leftovers from the used one? Show it to me." "No, but Mr. Malcolm and Mrs. Lyra are friendly and allow me to take away the bottles and sell them for money. | collected a few, and | haven't had time to bring them home. | will go and get them. Maybe | can make up a little bit." "Okay." Sophia hurried to the servant's room in the backyard.

Anthony's azure blue eyes looked cold and dignified, and he crouched down to check the powder scattered on the floor. He dipped the powder with his finger, rubbed it lightly, and sniffed.

Although he had been away from the Security Agency for a year, he was investigating it almost habitually.

He looked at the small half bottle of baby formula that Sophia had prepared.

People who were inexperienced in formula can't see the problem at all.

Anthony got up and focused on the freshly opened bottle of formula.

The brand was Aurarts. Anthony remembered White Corp had the holding of this brand. The CEO was someone familiar with Malcolm and was trustworthy.

How could it be possible to manipulate the formula? Where was the problem? Spencer's body was getting weaker and weaker. Would it have something to do with it?