Chapter 2: So am I the rich second generation?

Looking at the long string of numerals 8 on the black bank card in his fingers, Henry's jaw twitched unintentionally.

Really give yourself a one hundred million?

Or is it a little compensation?

"The password is your birthdate. I only acquired it from your adoptive parents in the morning." Gloria stated anxiously.

"I need some time." Henry said casually.

Gloria certainly wanted to say something.

After nearly two decades, his own son was lost and regained.

She has too much sentiment that she wants to confide in Henry.

Compared with Gloria, Oswald is definitely more reasonable.

"You think about it, we'll go through the transfer processes for you." Before Gloria said anything, she took her hand and walked away.

After the two left, Henry faintly heard Oswald's voice at the door.

"Don't worry, for so many years, suddenly let him recognise us, I am worried it is unrealistic."

"The card has 100 million that I saved for him, which is a bit of pocket money for him temporarily. Even if he doesn't accept us for the time being, at least life will be a little better."

Obviously, although Oswald is not as impassioned as Gloria, he still has no doubt about his son's affection.

"That's fine, at least you can get a car to buy decent clothes. Boys love to play with automobiles, and our family can't lose to others." Gloria quickly changed the subject and lowered her voice.

"By the way, you just noticed that there is no needle in our son's hand, that there is still blood in his hand, and that the electrocardiograph has stopped; why don't those doctors keep treating him?"

"It could be because of medical expenses. The existing hospitals don't have enough money to treat him. We started with medical equipment. You don't know this?" Oswald hesitated.

"I don't care about it. I didn't find my son before. Today, they dare to intimidate my son Gloria. You may call Dean Lee to come to me immediately. I have to question how he manages his subordinates. Don't forget how he sat in the position of the dean!" Gloria sneered.

Henry had a bitter expression on his face after Oswald and Gloria had left.

"It turns out that I'm a wealthy second generation; God would laugh at me."

It's no surprise he laughed so much at himself.

Henry has been a complete little cock for the past twenty years.

There hasn't been a single item that hasn't concerned me with money since I was a child.

He doesn't dare to travel home for the New Year's Eve celebrations every year. He doesn't know how to look at his parents, who are sighing for money.

Purchasing a home and marrying have become costly dreams.

Even if I was attending a class reunion, I would first determine how much money I had leftover for living needs this month.

The first two decades of his existence could be described as "survival" rather than "living."

As a result, I discovered today that I am the wealthy second generation that I had always envied for not having to work.

This is simply fortunate fortune.

Henry sighed and called to the outside, "Come in!" Oswald and Gloria hurriedly opened the door and stepped in.

Henry spoke in front of their wide-eyed gazes.

"I believe you are my biological parents, as you said."

"But now, please allow me to call my parents; otherwise, I truly can't do it."

"And I hope that all of this will be determined once I meet with my parents because I need to respect their thoughts because they raised me with hard work."

Oswald and his wife were not dissatisfied, but rather pleased when they heard Henry's comments.

Despite the fact that they expected Henry to be his parents for life.

But we haven't seen one other in almost ten years, and we have no feelings for each other. This concept is very sudden.

And Henry did not refuse outright, which was already good news for them.

"I've arranged for someone to pick you up from your parents' side, but the roads in the mountains are difficult, and it's anticipated that it will take two days to reach the southern capital," Oswald remarked, smiling.

Gloria feels hesitant to gaze at Henry.

She is unsure whether the children's psyche dislikes them after being separated for so Lee.

Henry responded by laughing.

"I would never forgive you if you purposely abandoned me at the start."

"But since it was done by traffickers, hope that these traffickers will be caught as soon as possible and taught the lessons they should have," Henry said. The pair sighed with relief.

Henry heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that as Lee as his parents approved, he would be OK.

"May I come in, President Oswald?" A light knock and a pleasant female voice came from beyond the door.

Oswald gathered his emotions and muttered softly, "Enter." The ward's door was pushed open, and a white shadow entered.

Twenty-two years old, she is extremely tall, wearing an obviously tailor-made nurse's skirt, with a set of crescent-like eyes that look clear and gorgeous, and the fine-quality white stockings tightly wrap the bottom of the nurse's skirt. Legs that are Lee, thin, and well-proportioned.

"Good day Mr. Oswald and Mrs. Oswald, Good day Young master," the little nurse said, standing respectfully among the three.

"The convalescent car has been parked downstairs for the young master's transfer, and the hospital is also ready; may I ask Mr. Oswald, young master, do you need to be transported now?"

Henry looked at the nurse in front of her chest blankly. Bella, senior nurse at Grace Hospital, holds a nursing card.

Bella?

It appears to be a female who will only appear in a Midsummer Night's Dream...

"Everything relies on the young master," Oswald said thoughtfully to Henry.

"From now, you must take care of the young master's entire life; you must be meticulous and meticulous, and meet all of his criteria, understand?" Gloria stated to Bella.

Do you meet all of my requirements?

Are wealthy people good at play?

Henry's attention couldn't help but return to Bella's nice figure, which was difficult to conceal in the nurse outfit.

"Please rest assured, Madam, this is Bella's job, and I will definitely take care of the young master," she said as she walked to Henry, lightly scanned Henry, and smiled, "Master, Bella will help you deal with the wound on the back of your hand first, otherwise the ward environment here is too bad, and the wound infection will not be very good."

Henry was almost in tears.

Because my needle-pierced eyes are still infected, didn't living in the countryside mean I was on the point of death every day?

After they finished conversing, Bella crouched down, pulled out the cotton swab and disinfectant from the medical box he was carrying, gently held Henry's hand, and dropped his head to begin the disinfection process.

The two couples, Oswald and Gloria, their eyes collided, and they left the ward with a clear heart, softly closing the door.

Henry couldn't help but feel bewildered as he observed the scenario unfolding in front of him.

Did my prosperous second-generation career begin in this manner?

...

After twenty minutes.

Henry moved out of the ward cautiously, aided by Bella.

He did not want Bella to be this way.

But have fun with it.

But I was always a little ashamed in front of his biological parents.

After all, he has the option to leave.

Bella, on the other hand, was adamantly opposed.

As Henry, she will be responsible for her personal care in the future, and she must take care of herself.

If Henry merely fell or was hit by a certain portion of her body during this time, her career would be over.

Given that this is about a young girl's future career development, Henry reluctantly consented.

Oswald and his wife, who had been preparing for a Lee time, were standing in the corridor after leaving the ward.

"The car is waiting for you; let's go straight to the nursing home," Gloria replied, smiling.

"What kind of nursing home?" Henry inquired, puzzled.

"Master, this is where Bella works, as well as your Oswald family's private hospital, which is not open to the public."

Bella squeezed Henry in a gloomy mood, and the softness disguised in the nurse's outfit squeezed Henry in a sad mood.

At the same moment, Henry couldn't help but covertly wipe his perspiration. Rich individuals know how to have a good time. He really built a hospital so that he could see a doctor. How wealthy is this?

But when I remembered the hundred million in pocket money on my bank card, I felt relieved.

"Well, I want to go back to school in the afternoon because I'm going to graduate soon and I haven't gotten my employment contract yet," Henry explained after a little pause.

For a brief moment, Bella was taken aback. She had also heard of Henry, Oswald's folk legacy and a recent Nandu University graduate, but with this identity, how many industries in the Oswald family awaited him once he graduated? To take over a company worth billions of pounds and continue to use it to sign employment contracts?

"I've been here for four years now. Let us begin and end on a happy side; otherwise, there will always be some regrets in the future." Henry is tenacious. Even his biological parents don't believe he can acquire a college diploma. I believe there is something, but I'm sure the rest of the family will laugh at me.

More importantly, it is to fulfil one of my elderly parents' dreams to live in the countryside.

Bella had no idea what to do when confronted with Henry's request, so she had to fix her focus on Gloria in front of her.

Gloria and Oswald exchanged serious glances before saying to Bella: "I just told you that starting today, you would be responsible for my family's clothing, food, shelter, and transportation. You can make your own decision if he returns to school."

Bella nodded and grinned.

Grace Hospital's private ambulance.

Henry and Bella sat looking at each other.

Even though Bella's sitting position was quite modest, the high-end slim nurse's skirt and the delicate legs wrapped in white stockings made Henry dizzy.

"It's wonderful to have money..."

Henry moaned inside.

Even if a hair from Bella's head is removed, it is enough to murder Anna hundreds of streets away in seconds.

His gaze was drawn to Bella's attractive physique.

If it was the former Henry, he would not dare to look at a goddess-level beauty dressed in a nurse's garb so openly.

After all, men's lack of confidence is totally dependent on the size of their pocketbooks.

Henry, on the other hand, is filled with confidence.

Of course, Bella was aware of Henry's harsh expression in his eyes.

His fair cheeks flushed slightly, he moved his head to one side, and the thighs wrapped in white stockings were brought together slightly, trying not to look ashamed under Henry's stare.