Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 270

Emily called Christy after going outside. She did not care about the result. Of course, she'd better succeed, but it would be a big problem if she failed. Whether the other side would find her and Noah, and whether they would be revenged? Emily was so worried. When the call went through, she said, "I can find another house for you."

"OK." Christy did not refuse. Obviously, she shared the same thought with Emily.

"Be careful." Emily said.

"OK." Christy said in a bad mood.

Before hanging up, Emily added, "I will help you when I'm done here."

Christy squeezed out a smile, "Thank you."

Emily put away her phone and walked back. After a few steps, she felt something in the air. She reached out and found it was snow.

It was snowing.

In the room, Spencer was still treating Vincent. The others were all having fun at the door. Harold and Rex were staring at a grass at the door and guessing its name.

Stephanie was the judge.

"It's snowing." Emily walked over and said.

Then they all looked up to the sky. The white snow fell down, cooling down the air.

Emily glanced at the wooden door and looked at her watch. An hour had passed since Vincent entered the room.

In the room.

A huge wooden bucket was placed in the room. Vincent was in it. Spencer was giving him a needling, and then he threw medicines into the bucket to assist the treatment. He could only find very few medicines in a short period of time, but it was enough for him to take a medicated bath.

However...

When Vincent stepped out, he was only in a pair of black panties. The room was warm with the air conditioning on. He straddled on the stool. Spencer put a row of needles on the side. Then he picked up a long one and stabbed it into his leg. The blood Vincent bled was black. Spencer collected it with a bowl calmly.

"You were born with poison, otherwise you would have died earlier." Spencer put down the bowl and picked up another needle to stab it in Vincent's knee.

Vincent looked up with an indifferent expression. As he didn't speak for too long, his voice was husky. "You mean that poison saved me?"

"That poison can't kill you. But if a pregnant woman takes it, there is a risk of miscarriage. So it mainly does harm to pregnant women. Its harm to children is still unclear. Children will definitely die if their mothers miscarry. But if the child survives, this poison will have little effect. You obviously got the poison since fetus. Now, you are almost immune to other poisons. "Spencer said, and then threw the used needles into the wine jar for disinfection.

Vincent's face changed, but soon he returned to normal.

Spencer had settled down long before. He adventured in the world fifteen years ago, and at that time...

"You are not surprised at all," Spencer glanced at him. "You already knew?"

"Yes." Vincent said without expression as he put on his clothes.

"I remember your mother..." Spencer wrinkled his face and pondered for a moment. "Normally speaking, if a child is poisoned, the mother cannot survive."

Vincent paused for a moment and did not say anything.

Spencer stopped his words. Instead, he put the bowl with blood on the table. Then, he took out a transparent bottle from beneath the bed. Inside was a small yellow-brown scorpion.

"It's hard to find it in winter. It took much time to catch it." Spencer poured a little blood into the bottle as he spoke. Then the little scorpion walked in the bottle restlessly with its entire body stained with blood. It walked back and forth anxiously and finally lowered its head to taste the blood.

Spencer smiled and turned around to look at Vincent, "You're lucky." He pointed at the little scorpion in the bowl, "We succeed."