Herman looked up and found that it was Arthur Barclay.

He smiled and said, "Doctor Bai, what a coincidence. Let's sit here."

Arthur Barclay sat down beside him. He first looked at what he had lost and then inquired about his situation. Then he sighed and said, "This kind of thing happened. Fortunately, you're all right."

Herman touched his belly through his clothes and vaguely felt that it was round again. "It's okay. I won't let those bad-minded people go."

"Yes." Artur nodded. "It's good that you know what's going on in your heart."

"Why are you here today, Doctor Bai?" Herman smiled slightly, revealing his two pointed tiger teeth. He changed the topic and said, "Aren't you in Central Hospital? Why are you wearing clothes here..... "

"It's all because of your son." Arthur snorted and rolled his eyes. "It's such a big battle that almost all the experienced doctors in the province know about men's reproductive children. They've formed a professional team to serve you. They want you to make a living smoothly. It's not that I don't believe that even Nezha has such a big battle."

Herman was stunned and then snorted softly, "He didn't do it for me. He did it for the child, for the seed of his Cromwell family. In fact, it has nothing to do with me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing." Herman lowered his head, but he understood very well in his heart. "It's his business if he likes to do it. I have a child, so I intend to sign an agreement with him. I'll make it clear that the two sides will divide the right and obligations of the child, and then live their own lives. He wants to find a new mother and a new father for the child, as long as he is willing to."

Arthur suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he asked, "Do you have any plans for the future? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Herman shook his head and was about to refuse. Suddenly, he remembered something and immediately sat up. "You don't say, there is one!"

"Tell me."

Herman took out a stack of documents from the small cabinet and began to say to Arthur with his eyes shining, "I've recuperated for a while and I'm discharged from the hospital. I don't in the Cromwell Group anymore, so I'm going to go out to do it alone. Look, this is my idea."

Arthur raised his eyebrows and reached out to pick up a document. "Milk Tea Shop?"

"I don't have much deposit in my hands now, and I have to raise the little b*stard in my belly in the future." Herman flipped through the information in his hand. "Open the milk tea hall. It's a little bigger, and the cost and risks are within my acceptable range. Business needs to start from the low. I want to try."

Arthur glanced at the information and saw that Herman had done very carefully. He had considered all the details, including the daily flow of people on each section, the decorations, and topics that could most mobilize costumers' desire to buy, the differences between them and ordinary milk tea shops, etc. He was indeed a great assistant in the Cromwell Group.

He nodded and frowned again. "You can do whatever you want, but I'm telling you, take a rest. You can't be too tired. Is health more important than money?"

"Of course, I'm going to make money..... "

Arthur stabbed him with a sharp knife.

Herman lowered his noble head. "The body is more important."

"That's more like it." Arthur nodded in satisfaction. "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me hire some people," Herman said in an enthusiastic tone, "I want to do an interview on these few routes to see the movements of the market and the customers' hobbies."

"No problem." Arthur nodded.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open again. A sturdy rough man, dressed in formal clothes, strode in. Seeing Arthur Barclay, he breathed out heavily. "Arthur, you are here. You scared me to death."

Arthur rolled his eyes at him and asked, "What are you scared of?"

Andy Hornsby sat down beside him, grabbed his bony hand at once, and kissed him on the lips. "Don't leave me during this period of time. I will be flustered if you leave for a minute."

Herman looked at the two of them with his eyes wide open.

"Is Andy and Arthur..... reconciled? Is the problem solved?"

Arthur cleared his throat as if he had seen through Herman's thoughts. "My man, Andy Hornsby."

"Yes, I know." Herman nodded slightly. "Have you decided to be together?"

"Yes." Arthur's white and clean face was slightly red. "He is so shameless that he wants to count on me. I have no choice but to accept him."

Andy was not angry at all. On the contrary, he laughed even more happily. He secretly put the thief's hand on Arthur's leg and touched it. "Yes, it's all my fault. My wife, you can just let me do it. I'll take care of your favor."

Arthur glared at him and turned back. "He has been in power recently. When these things are done, he can kick out those restless ones. When the position here is stabilized, the matter of Hornsby's and the engagement will be settled."

Herman nodded.

It was no wonder that Andy was so nervous just now. It turned out that it was the critical moment to seize the power and defeat the opponent. At this time, he was most afraid of forcing the opponent into a desperado. At that time, no one could guarantee anything. No wonder Andy wanted to keep an eye on Arthur all the time.

Andy carefully touched Arthur's ear and said, "My business will be settle. You must be my man. I won't let anything happen to you, baby."

"Get out," Arthur shouted angrily, "Don't be shy in broad daylight."

Andy, like a tamed beast, nodded obediently and said, "I'm relieved to see you here. Then I'll go out to wait for you."

After Andy closed the door, Herman gently hit Arthur and teased, "Very blessed."

"What kind of good fortune is this?" Arthur snorted and laughed. "He's just a shameless jerk."

"Alas." Herman shook his head. "Doctor Barclay has really changed. In the past, he used to swear that he was glib and sharp, but now every word he said is like coquetry."

"That's enough." Arthur's eyes widened. "Don't let me hit you."

"Well, don't worry."

The two of them chatted for a while more. When it was time for Herman to change the bottle, Arthur nodded and pushed open the door and left.

Herman had slept for a few hours since Arthur left. When he woke up, it was almost difficult to tell whether it was night or day. When he was about to get up, he found that there was a person lying on the bed.

Vito Huxley.

Vito was awakened by his movement of getting up. He straightened up and rubbed his eyes. "You're awake."

"Why are you here?" Herman leaned against the wall and relaxed his sleeping arm. "Have you been here for a long time?" Vito looked at his cell phone. "It's been more than two hours since I came here. You slept like a dead pig, so I didn't call you." Then, he reached out and touched Herman's stomach. "Can a man be pregnant?"

Herman rolled his eyes. "I have to explain to everyone who touched me. It's a read-through machine, right?" Vito smiled and looked at Herman's stomach in surprise.

Who would have thought that under this man's strong chest was a white and fat belly with a baby's belly?

Vito laughed and said, "Hey, do you know? The matter of your pregnancy is going to be sent to all kinds of newspapers and media. Jared didn't spend any money on it at all. It's all sealed up. Otherwise, I'm afraid that there will be all kinds of media and research teams who want to bother you these days."

Herman was stunned. "..... I thank him."

"You two have a child, so it's hard to deal with the next thing." Vito leaned back in his chair and yawned. "But no matter what, The Cromwell Family definitely have a say in the future."

"Who the hell is going to enter the Cromwell family?" Herman snorted. "Does his family hide gold? Do I have to be shameless?"

"You don't have to say." Vito said seriously, "He may really have gold."

Herman raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

He didn't care about Jared's money.

Even if he could earn it by himself, he didn't have to rely on Jared to survive.

"That's all." Vito saw that he was depressed, so he changed the topic. "You sent me a message on WeChat yesterday that you're going to open a store. What's your plan?"

Herman took out the information from the side and gave it to him. "I'm going to open a milk tea shop after I leave the hospital and hire some people. I'm in charge of the operation. Let's get a bigger scale. Let's get some casual milk tea. I think this project is going to be successful."

Vito turned over a few pages. "Your store hasn't been named yet."

"I didn't think about it." Herman crossed his hands. His eyes were a little blank as if he was thinking about something. "We have to have a cute name."

"There's no need to think about it. I've already thought it through for you."

Herman looked over.

"My store is called a duck, and your store is called a cup of milk. From now on, when I make a duck, you can make milk. It's one of the two giants in the city. It's amazing!" Vito said with a smirk.

"F*ck you," Herman gave him a shudder and said, "I'm telling you, during this period of time, the low-risk and illegal investigation is very strict. You should be careful."

"Got it." Vito frowned and rubbed his head. "When will you be discharged from the hospital?"

"Almost," Herman stared at the liquid in the bottle and fell down drop by drop. He fell down in an extremely regular manner. "I guess we can go home to rest after another half a month."

After Vito left, Herman did not continue to sleep. Instead, he leaned against the ceiling, looking at the ceiling thoughtfully.

When he was discharged from the hospital, it would be a brand new life.

There was no need to pay attention to Jared. He could rent a small room with a balcony, buy a set of cat and cat toys for the head of Muffin, and buy a few imported bags of cat and food. He could go to the baby supplies store in advance to see those small things and buy some clothes and shoes for men and women. The store had to find the decoration company to arrange it, and then hire a few more shop assistants, and then make propaganda advertisements, and open.....

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

In the empty and spacious ward, it was silent for a moment. Herman looked at the golden setting sun shining through the curtains and touched his stomach. His eyes were sparkling and he whispered, "Come on."