The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 607 My wife is weak. It doesn't hurt

Malcolm thought about it for a while before saying, "Today, I will accompany you to the laboratory, and

ask Jimmy to do a test and a full-body examination. You still have to look at the data to be sure."

Lyra nodded and accepted his arrangement.

The two washed up together and went out, and soon went to the laboratory.

Jimmy nervously took a blood test.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the data was obtained.

"The indicators are indeed better than before, but they are not completely good. Afterwards, pay

attention to your emotions, try not to get too excited, and be sure to guard against arrogance and

impatience."

This news made Malcolm unconsciously clench Lyra's palm, but he had been the boss and person in

power of NIB for many years, and he told himself to be calm.

He forcibly suppressed his excitement and smiled at Lyra.

Jimmy continued, "Based on the current recovery situation, there should be no need to continue the

infusion. I will prescribe some oral medicines for meditation and take them together with the medicines

for treatment."

Looking at the body data sheet in front of him, Jimmy was also very relieved, "I didn't expect you have

only been infused for two months. Under the care of Malcolm, you're cured so soon. It's really a great

news. You all are very lucky."

Lyra smiled and praised Jimmy, "Thank you. You are the biggest contributor."

Jimmy waved his hand again and again, not daring to take credit, "This is not my credit. The biggest

credit should go to Malcolm. No matter what time it is, he insists in accompanying with you in infusion.

When you're sick, he's willing to be a punching bag, a sandbag. If I were him, I definitely can't do it."

Speaking of the incident and beating Malcolm at that time, Lyra felt guilty.

She lowered her eyes and nodded silently, agreeing with Jimmy's words.

Malcolm noticed the change in her expression with sharp eyes, and said nonchalantly, "You haven't

been in a relationship yet. You will know it hurts when you marry. Lyra has the least strength, so it

doesn't hurt at all. Don't worry. I'm not that weak."

Jimmy's mouth twitched slightly.

Malcolm was on a business trip at the time and entrusted Lyra to him. He arranged for four strong

bodyguards in the laboratory to fight against Lyra who was mad.

All of them were beaten up by her, and they cried and told him that they would never take this kind of

work again.

Was this called least strength?

It didn't hurt?

Knowing that Malcolm was coaxing his wife, Jimmy didn't expose it but continued, "Yes, yes, Lyra has

the least strength, and can't even unscrew the bottle cap. Even if she hit you, it's like a cat scratching ."

This compliment was a bit exaggerated.

Lyra and Malcolm lowered their heads at the same time.

After a brief chat with Jimmy, Malcolm left the laboratory with a bag of medicine in one hand and his

wife in the other.

He first sent Lyra to the Lloyd's Group.

Before Lyra got out of the car, he urged, "Babe, remember this box of light green pills. Take three a day,

three times a day. This pack of white pills, six pills, two times a day, and this..."

It seemed that he was very worried that his wife would leave his sight, and he asked everything very

seriously.

Lyra was originally a little impatient, but seeing how sincere his expression was, she couldn't bear to

express her unhappiness, so she listened to him obediently.

"...Remember to take it with warm water. Don't drink cold water directly to take the medicine. It's not

good for the stomach, and the effect of the medicine will be halved, remember?"

Lyra nodded again and again, "Yes, don't worry, honey. Jimmy has written the number of pills. I won't

forget it."

She moved closer to the driver's seat, cupped Malcolm's face with both hands, and kissed his cheeks

and lips.

Malcolm was still worried and wanted to follow her to the company, but NIB did not allow him to do so,

especially when he had to deal with Ryan and Travis.

There was no way out so he could only reluctantly say, "Don't forget to take it, but it doesn't matter if

you forget it. I will call you at noon to remind you and watch you take your medicine with a video."

Lyra was taken aback, "Is it so strict?"

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OK.

Lyra compressed her red lips, and without further delay, opened the car door, waved to Malcolm, and

entered the building.

Malcolm didn't start the luxury car after a long time. He first turned on the screen of his mobile phone

and quickly set the time for taking medicine for the lunch break at noon.

It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared downstairs in the building that she was completely

invisible, and then he stepped on the accelerator and drove to NIB.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the office, Chad was already obediently standing outside the door

and holding a stack of documents in his hand, as if he was waiting for him.

Malcolm said, "Why are you waiting outside today and not going in?"

Chad smiled, "I can see the corridor when I stand here, and greet you in advance."

"So glib."

Although it was a complaint, Malcolm was not angry. He passed him and opened the door of the office

first, "Come in and talk about it."

Chad followed obediently in, and handed the data to Malcolm's table.

Malcolm picked up the materials, looked at them and asked, "Report your views and progress."

"Because this incident happened more than 20 years ago, the news records of that year were very

difficult to find. I ran all over the news agencies in the entire city, and finally found the archives that

recorded the car accident that year."

Malcolm frowned, "Although my family was not the richest at that time, it was also one of the big giants

in Suham. As the eldest son of the family, my father was the one most likely to inherit the power from

the old man. And his death should be a sensation across the whole country. How could only a few

news agencies report it?”

Chad nodded, "I also feel very suspicious about this point. Your parents back then were, after all,

famous. Both of them died in a car accident. This is not a trivial matter. The big news agencies in the

city don't have the backup of the news of the year, and the only few news reports are in the small

ones."

He paused, and continued, "Also, take a good look at the news I cut down. The description of the car

accident is not detailed. Only that the driver who caused the accident was drunk driving. He was driving

at high speed, and paid compensation after the car accident. It was huge sums of money and a death

sentence."

Death sentence?

In traffic cases, the death sentence can only be imposed if the circumstances were very serious.

It showed that the driver was not only drunk driving, but may also escape, or even for other unknown

reasons.

Malcolm looked at the news overview of the year, and his face looked gloomy a little.

Because it had been so many years, even if there was any small evidence, it had been washed away

by time. Except for these news releases, the person who committed the crime had already been

executed, and there was no evidence of death, and there was no way to check it.

Was there no other way to know the truth except considering Ryan's conditions?

His face looked deep and cold. He compressed his lips into a straight line, and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that his mood was obviously not right, Chad sighed, "How about giving me more time? I will

send more people to follow me to see if I can find witnesses from more than 20 years ago, and try to

search the clues as many as possible."

Malcolm was silent for a while.

With the speed of NIB, it seemed that it took two whole days to investigate such a superficial thing. It

can be seen that the difficulty brought by this matter had greatly exceeded expectations due to the age.

He held his forehead, but didn't want to give up easily, "Okay, check it out again. Don't rush to explain it

to me. Try to check it carefully, and don't let go of anything you think is suspicious."

"OK."

After bowing, he turned and left Malcolm's office to go to work.

He walked for a few minutes, and Malcolm was still reading the news clippings on the materials.

For some reason, Malcolm suddenly had a bold guess.

Grandpa was a hero in the troop back then, and everyone had to bow in awe when they saw him.

If he did it on purpose...

knock knock.

The knock on the door interrupted Malcolm's thoughts. He picked up the documents in his hand, put

them in the drawer, and said casually, "Come in."

It was a police officer over there.

"Mr. Malcolm, Ryan said he wants to see you. He wants to chat with you, saying that he will tell you

what you want to know this time."