Chapter 65 Charles Pranks Debbie
Debbie was frozen in place.
Manda realized something and her face started to look indescribable.
Charles covered his nose with his left hand.
With a disgusted look on his face, he fanned away the smell and deliberately exclaimed loudly, "How disgusting, Professor Brown, actually defecating in public." His voice instantly caught the attention of the patients and nurses walking around.
This place was originally an observation room in the emergency department, with many patients and medical staff coming and going. With his single shout, everyone turned their gaze towards him.
Soon after, they also caught a whiff of the unpleasant fecal odor. Their faces showed disgust as they retreated and distanced themselves from her, disbelief written all over their faces.
Debbie felt ashamed, wishing she could dig a hole and hide. "Randy, just you wait. I won't let you get away with this." After throwing down these harsh words, she pushed the wheelchair and left.
Unfortunately, because her pants were soaked, she walked unsteadily, as if carrying a carrot between her legs.
Moreover, it was autumn, and she wasn't wearing many clothes. Before long, a yellow liquid seeped through her pants and stained her buttocks.
As she walked, a string of farts escaped from her. The people around held their noses in disgust and tried to suppress their laughter.
However, seeing such a beautiful woman walking around with feces in her pants while constantly farting, they couldn't help it and burst into laughter. Unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the area.
Debbie was so embarrassed that she wished she could vanish on the spot. Unable to bear everyone's mockery, she hastened her pace.
And then... with a "plop," another one came out, completely soaking her pants.
"Ah..." Debbie exclaimed in despair, burying her head, hoping to leave this place quickly.
But because she was too anxious, the wheelchair accidentally collided with the door frame, making a loud noise, and the wheelchair toppled over.
"Oh my..." Along with wails of pain, Manda rolled off the wheelchair.
Even though the fractured area was covered in a cast, it couldn't withstand such a strong impact. The pain made her break into a cold sweat as she writhed on the ground.
Due to the sudden turn of events, her long-suppressed physiological needs also burst out with a "plop."
Her arms and legs hurt, and her pants were filled with excrement. She had never been in such a sorry state in her life. For a moment, the mother and daughter emitted a foul odor.
Debbie desperately tried to help Manda onto the wheelchair, but the more she hurried, the less strength she could exert.
After several attempts, Manda was thrown back onto the ground, worsening her injuries. Manda's face turned pale from the pain.
One of the nurses couldn't bear to watch anymore, fearing that they would ruin the hospital's reputation, so she wore a mask and helped Debbie lift Manda onto the wheelchair.
The mother and daughter fled in embarrassment, as if being chased by a wild beast, disappearing without a trace.
Charles had been watching them leave all this time, his handsome face tense. It wasn't until he saw their pants covered in a yellow unidentified substance that he finally couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter.
Having succeeded in his revenge, Charles turned satisfied and entered the ward.
Just as he turned around, he saw Patricia and Martin standing behind him, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Patricia and Martin had twisted expressions on their faces, as if wanting to laugh but trying their best to hold it in, their mouths twitching.
Seeing them, Charles immediately resumed his innocent and naive expression.
With a sweet smile, he asked, "Mommy and Daddy, when did you come out?"
Knowing it was all his doing, Patricia gave him a stern look and helplessly replied, "Since Debbie's second bout of diarrhea."
"......??" It was the first time Martin discovered Patricia had such an uncouth side, leaving him speechless.
Charles laughed and said, "They deserved it for bullying Mommy. This is their retribution!" Then he kindly added, "Mommy, you're not feeling well, and there are a lot of people outside with many germs. Let's go inside and talk!"
Patricia nodded and turned to enter her room.
*****
Back in the hospital room, Patricia lay on the bed while Charles skillfully poured her water, checked her forehead for temperature, and felt relieved when he found it normal.
He nodded approvingly, "Very good, no fever."
Patricia had long been accustomed to his mature and composed demeanor.
But for Martin, it was a sight he had never seen before, and he looked surprised, especially when Charles gently applied ointment on Patricia's face, seemingly in disbelief.
Unable to bear it any longer, he finally asked, "Did you put a laxative in their coffee?"
Charles did not shy away and nodded in admission, "Yes, I did! They deserved it for mistreating mommy! I intentionally bought laxatives from the pharmacy and dissolved them in the coffee."
Martin guessed, "And you chose black coffee because it's bitter, so they wouldn't notice?"
Charles remained unabashed and replied, "Exactly! Then I used the smallest syringe to inject the dissolved laxatives into the coffee. They, mother and daughter, are so guarded that they would never drink coffee that had been opened."
"How do you know all of this?" Martin felt as if he had been struck by lightning and could barely recognize his son standing in front of him.
Such meticulous thinking, coming from his innocent and kind-hearted son who wore his heart on his sleeve?
If it weren't for their identical faces, he would suspect that someone was impersonating his son.
Afraid that Martin would doubt Charles' identity, Patricia quickly interjected to redirect his attention, "Randy has been watching suspense dramas with me recently. Children have impressive learning abilities and probably picked it up from there."
"Really?" Martin clearly didn't believe it.
A four-year-old child who could understand, make and carry out such a meticulous plan.
Charles had just finished applying the ointment for Patricia and, after putting the medication away, turned to face Martin, who was full of doubt, and grinned, "Daddy, Mommy's telling the truth! Are you questioning my intelligence?"
"......??"
Seeing him speechless, Charles continued, "I'm your son. If you doubt my intelligence, you're doubting your own intelligence. Don't you have confidence in your own intelligence?"
No one thinks they lack intelligence, especially not the proud Martin.
For a moment, he couldn't come up with a rebuttal. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
Randy, at this moment, was just too eloquent.
Charles' eyes flashed with mischief as he smiled and said, "Daddy, I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'm so hungry. Can you go buy breakfast for me?"
Martin took out his phone, ready to ask the nurse to buy breakfast for him.
Seeing his intention, Charles pursed his lips and deliberately said, "Daddy, I only want to eat the breakfast you buy! I want to eat the breakfast from the fast food behind the hospital."
Fannie and Randy were at an Italian restaurant in front of the hospital at that moment.
Meanwhile, he led Martin to the fast food behind the hospital. With one in front and one in the back, they would definitely not run into each other.
Martin always indulged this son of his, so after hearing that, he instructed him to take good care of Patricia and left.
As soon as Martin left, Charles immediately held Patricia's hand, his eyes filled with tears. "Mommy, how long have you been away from me? How did you end up like this?"
Patricia touched his little head and comforted him, "I'm fine now! You don't have to worry about me!"
Time was limited, and there was no time for idle talk.
Charles wiped away a tear and asked seriously, "Mommy, I heard you say that Debbie deleted the surveillance footage from the ambulance? There was evidence of her crime on it, what exactly happened?"
Patricia briefly explained the situation to Charles.
After listening, Charles' eyes revealed a hint of ridicule. "He claims to be the world's top programmer, but he doesn't even know there's a virus inside. It's been a whole night and the virus still hasn't been cleared. It's really embarrassing."
"Ah..." Patricia sighed helplessly. "There's nothing we can do. Debbie and her daughter are too cunning."
Charles coldly snorted, "They shouldn't have messed with my mommy! I'll show them how formidable I am."
Patricia was shocked. "What do you plan to do?"
Charles's thin lips curled into a chilling smile.
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