Chapter 1512 He May Not Be Able to Hold on

Nicole put on a serious face, but she quickly adjusted herself.

"You can go down and accompany Mr. Morty. I'll stay here."

Samuel knew he and Nicole should stand on the same side now, but he worried about Nicole's health.

"Have a good rest. Put everything under my charge, OK?"

"Alright."

Nicole knew he worried about her, so she nodded.

Samuel walked out in anxiety.

When the nanny brought the two babies in, Mr. Morty stood up.

"Bring them close to me."

It made Lucas, Joseph, and Zoe a little nervous.

"Who are you? Why are you at my home?"

Zoe pointed at Mr. Morty's nose and asked sharply, while Lucas and Joseph did not intend to move
away.

Mr. Shaw was tired after the long flight. Seeing his young great-grandchildren talking to Mr. Morty like
this, he laughed.

It had been many years for Morty to be questioned like this. He glanced at Zoe.

'Samuel's little daughter is really quite bright and brave.'



"I'm your daddy's best friend. You can call me Uncle Morty."

Lucas frowned slightly.

Suddenly, he remembered something. When he entered the system, he seemed to see a picture of this
person. He was quite noble.

However, Lucas did not tell Zoe about this. Ignorance could be forgiven. Not to mention, even if Morty
was the heir to the Hill family, so what? He was now in the Green family. It was their territory!

The guest should comply with the host's wishes.

This was what Lucas was thinking.

Zoe did not accept what Morty said. She said unhappily, "I don't care who you are. Get out of the way.
Don't touch my little brothers."

"Can't I just take a look?"

It was the first time for Morty to be disliked. It was a child that disliked him.

No matter what, he looked elegant and handsome. How could children dislike him?

Zoe snorted coldly and said, "My little brothers are young. What if you look at him and let them catch a
cold?"

"What? They will catch a cold just because I take a look at them?"

Morty did hear such a thing for the first time. Now Zoe did not want to talk nonsense with him.

"Get out!"



She kicked Morty's calf.

It hurt.

Morty shouted as Zoe used great strength. He involuntarily moved aside.

"You know the right thing to do."

Zoe muttered, but her voice did not decrease at all.

Morty was depressed.

He was scolded!

What the hell!

As the heir to the Hill family, he was regarded as a dog by a little girl! But she didn't say he was a dog
directly, so he could not vent his anger.

Was this child really Samuel's daughter?

She was indeed not cute.

Morty was extremely depressed. But Lucas smiled slightly.

Zoe was quite strong at the crucial juncture.

Although Joseph did not know how deep the relationship between Morty and Samuel was, as long as it
was someone his younger sister hated, he decided to hate that one.

Morty stared at Zoe's figure and put a long face. Seeing this, Joseph was afraid that Morty would
retaliate against Zoe.



This man seemed to have come from the south of the Capital City. It was his first day here. In that
case...

Joseph smiled slightly again, and then he remained silent.

After meeting Mr. Shaw, the children ran to Nicole's bedroom.

When Jarrod learned that Nicole was coming back, he called Ernesto and asked someone to convert
the room next to Nicole into a nursery. He even made an isolation door between the two rooms. The
nanny had brought the babies to Nicole's room and Nicole fed them. Then the nanny carried them to
the next room.

Zoe and Lucas were afraid of disturbing Nicole. So they went to the nursery after a quick chat with
Nicole.

Now they most cared about their little brothers.

They were too adorable and cute!

However, Joseph did not enter. He whispered to Lucas, "I want to change my clothes."

"Alright."

Lucas nodded.

Joseph returned to his bedroom and did change his clothes, but he took something similar to tea
leaves from his precious medicine chest and left the room.

He made a cup of tea with the best tea leaves Samuel owned, and then put the thing in his hand into
the tea. It could not be seen clearly after mixing it with the tea leaves for a while.

After doing all of this, Joseph walked out with his teacup and directly arrived in front of Morty.



"Uncle Morty, my sister was bad-tempered just now. Don't mind. I apologize for her. This is my daddy's
best tea. Have a try."

Looking at the little cute handsome guy in front of him, Morty became happy.

It seemed Samuel did have a polite child.

"Thank you, you are..."

"I'm Joseph. I'm the eldest child."

Joseph introduced himself.

Morty nodded repeatedly.

"The eldest one is always sensible and obedient."

He touched Joseph's head.

Joseph hurriedly lowered his head. He tried to endure it.

He hated anyone touching his head except for Nicole. 'Morty is destined to suffer from diarrhea.'

Joseph added something into the tea, which was similar to Croton's function. Even if Morty had bad
diarrhea later, the doctor would say he was not accustomed to the environment here. Joseph was very
careful in terms of quantity.

Since Morty suffered from diarrhea, he would not have time to cause troubles for Zoe.

Morty didn't know Joseph's aim. He took a sip of tea.

Mr. Shaw looked at Joseph thoughtfully.



Joseph had always been polite. But now he only made tea for Morty and ignored Edwin, his great-
grandpa. It was strange.

"Joseph, I'm going home. See me to the door."

"Sure."

Joseph hurriedly ran over. He had grown up now.

Joseph had his own thoughts now. As long as he regarded someone as his family, he would try his best
to protect them, even if they were wrong. He would not allow someone who was not his family to
disturb their life. It was impossible.

Mr. Shaw and Joseph walked out of the Green's hand in hand.

Samuel sat in the study room for a while. He wanted to arrange a few doctors here, but he didn't seem
to be very satisfied. Suddenly, he thought of something and went downstairs. He saw Morty's
expression change slightly and then Morty quickly stood up.

"Samuel, where is the bathroom?"

"Over there!"

Samuel subconsciously pointed somewhere. Morty quickly ran over and slammed the door.

'What's going on?'

Samuel was surprised. He walked to the door of the bathroom.

"Are you alright?"

"No, my stomach hurts."



As soon as Morty finished speaking, there was a burst of rumbling sound. Samuel then knew what was
going on.

"You must have diarrhea, right?"

"Nonsense! Your house doesn't welcome me. How could I have diarrhea because I just arrived!"

Morty couldn't stand the smell. Why did Samuel stand at the door and ask him endlessly?

Who wanted to chat with him in the bathroom!

"Hurry to leave!"

Morty waved his hand. It was extremely smelly.

After all, he was the heir to the Hill family. Samuel worried about him. He said, "I'll call your personal
doctor, OK?"

"Alright. Go now."

Morty had never felt so bad before.

He was very strong and rarely got sick. He had not used his personal doctor for several years. He
hadn't expected that he would need the personal doctor for a small diarrhea today.

Samuel knew about Morty's personal doctor, who could be considered as Samuel's old comrade-in-
arms. They came out from the pile of dead people. Back then, Samuel wanted him to be his personal
doctor, but Morty got him first.

Morty said Samuel already had Blair. He was special and needed such a personal doctor. What else
could Samuel say?



Samuel hadn't seen the doctor for a few years.

This person only listened to Morty and could be considered a confidant of Morty. If Samuel can call him
over, he might take care of Nicole. It was not bad.

Thinking of this, Samuel took out the phone and dialed a number that he hadn't called in years.

It was quickly connected, and a mocking voice came from there.

"How could Mr. Green remind of me?"

"I've always wanted to contact you, but you are special now. It's no longer what it used to be. I have to
keep a distance from you, right?"

Samuel smiled faintly. What he said made the doctor snort coldly.

"Shut up! How special am I now? I'm just a doctor. Why do you need to keep a distance from me?
You're calling me because something happened to him, right?"

"It seemed he is not accustomed to the environment here. Come over and take a look. He is at my
house."

The doctor paused for a moment.

"He went to the Seapolis City?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Hill allowed him to leave the Capital City?"

Samuel also paused for a moment, not knowing what to say. He whispered, "He came here for me."



"Give me your location. I'll take a flight immediately."

"Where are you?"

"In City B."

It was close.

"Hurry up, I'm afraid he may not be able to hold on."

Samuel kindly reminded.

The doctor rolled his eyes and said, "Don't tell me, your dignified family doesn't even have a family
doctor."

"No, I really don't have one now. He was sent out. However, one of my sons knows some medical
skills. But I'm afraid that you will still feel worried even if he can withstand it for a while."

Samuel thought of Joseph.

"Son? Your son? How old is he?"

"Six years old."

"Holy shit! I'll be right there."

The doctor hurriedly put down the phone. Samuel's lips smiled slightly.

No one could lead this doctor. Luckily, Morty had diarrhea. It would be nice if he could keep the doctor
at home.



Samuel was considering this, while Morty was worse than death. He felt that his body was going to be
hollowed out.

Joseph saw Samuel in the living room after sending Mr. Shaw away. He glanced at the cup of tea and
saw the bathroom door is tightly closed. He pursed his lips, took the cup out of the kitchen and poured
the tea leaves out. Then, he made another two normal cups of tea.

"Daddy, take the tea."

Samuel did not think too much about it. He took the teacup and touched Joseph's head. He smiled and
said, "Thank you, son."

Joseph smiled faintly. At this time, Morty opened the bathroom door and walked out. However, he felt
weak in his legs. He looked at Joseph and the tea leaves on the table that had obviously been
changed, and suddenly thought about something.


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