I used to think that the attitude of this master of Chinese medicine was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that it is far from enough!
How can someone who can produce these two things be asked to wait in the hall?
An Tongming immediately said: "Mr. Jiang, you want to visit the patient, right? Come on, I'll go with you!"
The transition from "you" to "you" was so natural and smooth that Jiang Zhihao laughed and did not deliberately correct it.
Some things are better left alone.
Accompanied by An Tongming, several people went to the ward together.
The pretty front desk customer service looked at Jiang Zhihao curiously. He had been refused a visit by the patient's family just now. Now the major shareholder will accompany him in person. What is the background of this young man?
At the same time, Chen Bijia had returned to the ward.
Meng Lanchun, the third eldest son of the Meng family, was sitting on the floor reading a magazine. When he saw her coming back, he asked, "How is it? Are you driving her away?"
"Kicked her away." Chen Bijia hesitated and said, "Mom, come out for a moment. I have something to ask you."
There are two other people in the ward, both juniors of the Meng family. There are some things that are difficult to say in the presence of outsiders.
Meng Lanchun looked up at her and said, "Is there anything you can't say here? It's really troublesome!"
She got up and walked out. Chen Bijia took her to the stairwell and made sure that no one was there before locking the stairwell door.
Seeing her like this, Meng Lanchun said angrily: "What are you doing sneakily?"
"Mom." Chen Bijia was still hesitant. After a while, she made up her mind and asked, "Tell me the truth, am I my father's biological child?"
When this question was asked, Meng Lanchun was stunned for a moment, and then his expression quickly changed.
Her panic was visible to the naked eye. Although she quickly calmed down, Chen Bijia's heart sank.
"You kid, do you have a fever? Why are you asking such nonsense questions?" After Meng Lanchun said that, he turned around and was about to open the stairwell door and leave.
Chen Bijia grabbed her and asked in a deep voice: "Mom, can't you tell me the truth? I promise not to tell dad!"
"What are you telling the truth? How could you not be your father's child?" Meng Lanchun said.
"Then why did someone ask me to ask you what the results of a paternity test done by someone a few years ago were?" Chen Bijia asked again.
This question frightened Meng Lanchun even more than the previous one.
She could no longer conceal her panic. She grabbed Chen Bijia's arm and asked eagerly: "Who told you this? Who is it?"
Feeling the strong force on her arm, Chen Bijia felt like a mirror, already knowing the result.
There was disappointment in her eyes, as well as the same panic. If she was really not her biological child, then the good life she was living now would be in vain and could be shattered at any time. No man could bear to raise someone else's daughter for more than twenty years.
The pain of discovering the truth.
"Yes, it's Jiang Zhihao..." Chen Bijia said: "When I went down just now, he asked me to ask you these questions."