An Yiming didn't sleep. He was leaning on the bedside and scrolling through his mobile phone. When he heard a voice, he turned his head to look at An Daqing. His head turned too fast. He felt dizzy and felt nauseous. He quickly leaned on the pillow and slept for a while.
Only then did the child's eyes calm down.
"Feeling uncomfortable again?"
"The doctor said it's a concussion and I'll be comatose for two days." An Yiming put away his cell phone. Seeing that his face was not very good, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to the company? Isn't it difficult to solve it?"
"It's okay, it's been solved."
"oh!"
After saying a few simple words, An Yiming frowned and leaned on the pillow without speaking.
Normally, An Daqing would have felt heartbroken, but now he couldn't say a single word of unnecessary concern. His eyes fell on An Yiming's face. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but his face
...The more I look at him, the more he looks like Jiang Fan.
"dad?"
"Um!"
As soon as An Yiming opened his eyes, he saw An Daqing staring straight at him. The look in his eyes was... indescribably weird. He felt a little scared, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"fine……"
The single room was not small, but An Daqing felt suffocated. He suddenly couldn't stay any longer. "You lie down for now. I'll ask the nurse if the dressing on your head can be changed."
"oh."
An Daqing strode out of the ward.
Click!
The door is closed.
After making sure An Yiming couldn't see his expression, An Daqing's face darkened and he gritted his teeth.
An Daqing.
Don't think too much until things are clear.
Once the seeds of suspicion were planted, it was impossible to ignore them. It was impossible for An Daqing to pretend that nothing had happened. After thinking about it, he went to the nurse station. After communicating with the nurse, the two returned to the ward together.
.
"dad?"
"I'll ask the nurse to change the gauze for you."
An Yiming was stunned, "I just changed the gauze this morning."
"I'm afraid there will be bacteria on it if it's stained with blood, so it would be better to change it more frequently."
An Yiming had no doubts.
Anyway, his father has been so caring and important to him since he was a child.
The nurse quickly removed the gauze on his head and put a new one on him. Seeing the nurse holding the blood-stained gauze to go out, An Daqing's eyes flashed, "I'm going to ask the doctor about your situation."
"good."
An Daqing left the ward with the nurse.
As soon as he left the ward, he was about to take away the bloody gauze. The nurse was stunned and said, "Mr. An, you..."
“Where can I do a paternity test in your hospital?”
The nurse was surprised, "Paternity test?"
"where?!"
Seeing that his face looked ugly, the nurse was dumbfounded. Seeing that his face became more and more impatient, the nurse quickly said, "Our hospital does not have this project... You can find a private identification center."
"..."
An Daqing pinched the gauze, turned around and strode away, leaving behind a confused nurse.
…
that day.
An Daqing went to a private appraisal center, handed An Yiming's bloody gauze to the appraisal center, and drew a tube of blood himself. It would take a few days for the appraisal report to be obtained. An Daqing was really calm.
These days, I have been accompanying An Yiming as usual, and even though I knew that Liu Shirley was cheating on me, my attitude towards her was not different.
Five days later.
The identification results are out.
When An Daqing received the call from the identification center, his hands were shaking. He originally wanted the staff to tell him the results directly, but before the staff could speak, he interrupted, "Forget it, I'll go there myself.
One trip.”
"OK."
An Daqing went to the identification center. The people at the identification center had already put the identification results into the document bag. An Daqing didn't dare to look at the staff's faces. When he took the bag, his hands shook even more.
He took a breath, took the bag, and heard the staff's comforting voice, "Mr. An, you...be mentally prepared."
"..."
An Daqing's heart suddenly sank.
He opened the bag and took out the appraisal report. The whole process was like a slow motion in a movie. When he pulled out the report and saw the content displayed on it, even though he was mentally prepared, he still stared, and several questions suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Red bloodshot eyes, and then...tears fell down in a "brush".
"Mr. An..." The staff couldn't bear it, but there was no way to comfort him.
An Daqing's mind went blank.
He held the appraisal report tightly, as if his soul had been sucked out of his whole body. He turned around numbly, lifted his steps numbly, and left numbly.
When he walked out of the appraisal center, the scorching sunlight fell on his skin, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and felt cold.
Yi Ming!
Not his son.
Not his son!
How could he not be his son? That was the child he had loved for eighteen years as if he were his lifeblood. From the moment he was born, he had given him the best food and supplies.
The house he bought has his name on it.
Tolerate all his bad habits, if he doesn't like to study, let him go! If he likes to fight, let him do it as long as he doesn't suffer a loss! If he likes to play with women, as long as he can keep it, let him do it.
He gave him his secondary card and let him use it without limit. Knowing that he liked sports cars, he spent a lot of money to buy him a sports car on his eighteenth birthday when he could drive a car.
But now...
An Yiming is not his biological son!
How ironic!
How...a slap in the face!
An Daqing felt a burning pain on his face. He looked up at the sun, tears streaming down his face. He squatted in the corner and cried. After being sad, what came to his heart was anger, and...hate!
Jiang Fan!
Shirley Liu!
"For so many years, you have treated me like a monkey and watched me treat An Yiming with all my heart. You must have laughed at me countless times in your heart. You made me happy to be your father and let me raise you for eighteen years in vain.
My son... Hello! Very good! If I don’t live well, none of you can live well. If you people dare to do this to me, I will make you pay the price! Yes! Pay the price!”
An Daqing wiped away his tears and stood up. He held the appraisal report in his hand and rushed to the hospital without looking back.
…
"boom--"
An Daqing pushed open the door.
In the ward, Liu Shirley was feeding An Yiming chicken soup. An Yiming was in a tantrum and refused to drink it. Liu Shirley was coaxing him, "This is the native chicken that my mother bought for you from the countryside. It also contains some chicken that was given to me during the Chinese New Year."
The wild ginseng that came here is of high quality, and your father himself is reluctant to eat it... Drink more quickly, and drink more to recover faster."
An Daqing heard these words as soon as he entered the ward.
He instantly felt like a thousand arrows had pierced his heart.
yes!
The person he treated so heartily was not his own son!
An Daqing squeezed the report in his hand.
at this time.
Liu Shirley and An Yiming also heard the noise. Seeing An Daqing come back, Liu Shirley was a little surprised, "Husband, why are you here? Didn't you say that I would take care of Yiming during the day? What's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"
"..."
An Daqing said nothing. He walked slowly up to the two of them, reached out to take the chicken soup from Liu Shirley's hand, and then...smashed it hard on her face!