Chapter 513: Chapter 516

Chapter 516 Just Beg for Peace “Be careful!”

Seeing her tilt, Brandon quickly held her shoulder. “Honey, are you alright?”

At the same time, a pair of hands grabbed Savanna’s arms. “Savanna, are you alright?”

It was the person who collided with Savanna. It was also a man’s voice. Brandon and he almost spoke simultaneously.

“I’m fine.”

Savanna calmed herself down, only to find that the person she bumped into was an acquaintance. “Dr.

Barton, why are you here?”

She clearly remembered that Rex did not work at this hospital.

“I came here to study and communicate. The meeting has been going on until now. I changed into my plain clothes and planned to eat out.”

Rex let go of his hands and looked down at the child in Savanna’s arms. “What’s going on? What happened to Tye?”

“He has a fever, and his body is extremely hot.” Savanna looked at the child in her arms and seemed to be about to shed tears in the next second.

Rex reached out and checked the child’s forehead temperature. At the same time, his eyebrows wrinkled.

“Why is it so hot? Come with me.”

Saving lives was more important. Rex reached out to take the child, but Tye was in a daze and kept hiding in Savanna’s arms. Savanna had held the child for so long, and she was already exhausted.

“Give me the child.” At this time, Brandon reached out his hand.

Miraculously, Tye also cooperated as if he heard his father’s voice and obediently stretched his limbs.

“Where are you taking him?” Brandon easily carried the child over and put him in his arms.

Rex led the way, and the couple followed. They took the elevator upstairs and passed through a corridor, arriving at the children’s clinic.

Rex pushed open the door of an office. “Professor Sawyer, check this child. His body is extremely hot.”

The grey–haired doctor was sitting in the office. When he saw the four people rushing in, he immediately became nervous and got up to check on the child.

His fingers skillfully pried open the child’s eyelids. He observed for a moment and checked the temperature of his forehead. Then, he skillfully took out a thermometer from the pocket of his white coat.

After a series of checks, he finally confirmed Tye’s condition. It was the excessive fright that caused the fever.

Hearing that Tye was having a fever because of that, Savanna was self–condemned. “It’s all my fault. I didn’t look after him well, so he fell into the hands of bad people. I am an incompetent mother.”

“It’s none of your business. If you want to blame someone, just blame me. If not for my negligence, Tye wouldn’t have been taken away.” Brandon pulled Savanna into his arms.

“Don’t bother about whose responsibility it is. It’s not a glorious thing. Hurry up and pay the medical fee.

The hospital will prescribe medication.”

Rex urged.

Brandon did not bring his assistant out, so he had to personally pay the fee.

“I’ll go with you.” Savanna also wanted to go with him but was stopped.

“One guardian is enough. The other one should be here to stay with the child. How can there be no one around the child?”

Hearing the professor say this, Savanna had to stay and keep Tye company.

Rex was assigned by the attending doctor to help transfer the child to the ward and prescribe medication and get the medicine.

After a good deal of work, Tye was finally put on a drip.

Rex adjusted the valve of the intravenous transfusion bottle. “When these two bottles and a bottle of immune globulin are used up, he’ll recover a lot.”

Savanna sat by the bed, tightly holding Tye’s little hands and nervously staring at his face.

“Thank you, Dr. Barton.”

She was too nervous, and it was easy for something bad to happen if she was so for too long. Rex had to change the topic to distract her attention.

“Savanna, why did Tye have a fever?”

Savanna briefly explained what had happened today.

Rex began to feel confused as he listened. “Why did the Orwell family target a child? What can they get?”

Savanna stared at Tye on the bed attentively and said concisely.

“Because Brandon is also a member of the Orwell family.”

This short sentence made Rex slack–jawed.

“What did you say? Brandon is a member of the Orwell family. How is this possible?”

Rex and Brandon were sworn brothers and knew each other well.

Brandon was a member of the Orwell family, which was too unbelievable.

“Savanna, I have gone through the procedures.” Brandon came in with the certificate of hospitalization.

Seeing that Rex and Savanna were so close, he felt unhappy. He deliberately walked between the two and separated them.

“Brandon, Savanna told me that you are from the Orwell family!” Rex could not believe such a ridiculous thing, so he directly asked Brandon in order to confirm it.

“No,” Brandon denied directly. “I have nothing to do with that family.”

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

The door handle turned downward, and the door opened. A figure in a wheelchair appeared.

Rex simply felt like he was hallucinating.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

How could there be another Brandon appearing at the door?

Rex looked at the person sitting in the wheelchair, then turned to look at the tall and sturdy man standing beside him, feeling even more inconceivable.

When were there two identical men in this world?

Their facial features and figures were exactly the same.

“Finn, what are you doing here? I don’t want to see you. It’s all because of you that my son fell ill.”

Brandon frowned in disgust.

“Mr. Cassel, you are so ungrateful. If not for me, you might not have found this little fellow yet.”

Finn sneered.

“Stop boasting. You are not welcome here. Get lost!” Brandon directly showed him the door.

When Rex saw that they were at loggerheads, he suddenly remembered the words Savanna had just said.

Brandon might really be a member of the Orwell family.

This man called Finn looked exactly the same as him!

The Orwell family was rich and powerful, but why would they allow their own children to live outside for so many years?

What was the secret behind this?

A huge amount of information hit Rex’s head. He was thinking about it when he was brought back to his senses by a loud noise.

It turned out that Brandon had kicked Finn’s wheelchair.

“I told you to get lost! Didn’t you hear me?”

The wheelchair was kicked, and the gravity and inertia worked together. It slammed onto the white wall of the ward.

Finn coughed twice.

Gerald, who did not have time to protect his master, rushed over and asked with great self–blame, “Mr.

Orwell, are you okay?”

Finn shook his head and stared at Brandon sincerely.

“Mr. Cassel, I am not joking with you. If you don’t cooperate with me, you will never have a peaceful day in the future!”