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 was a concussion and I'll be unconscious for two days."
An Yiming put away the phone and saw that his face was not very good, so 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 a few simple words, An Yiming frowned and leaned on the pillow without speaking.
Normally, An Daqing would have felt heartbroken and distressed, 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. His face... the more he looked at it, the more he looked 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?"
"It's okay..." The single room was not small, but An Daqing felt like he was suffocating. He suddenly couldn't stay any longer. "You lie down first. 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 closes.
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's 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 expression 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.
In the past few 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 he received the call from the identification center, An Daqing's 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 taken away from 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.
Yiming! Not his son.
Not his son! How could he not be his son? That was the child he had loved for eighteen years like 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 turned out to be not his biological son! How ironic! What a slap in the face! An Daqing felt a burning pain on his face. He looked up at the sun, tears falling down, and he squatted in the corner.
After crying and being sad, what comes to my heart is anger and...hate! Jiang Fan! Liu Shirley! "For so many years, you have treated me like a monkey and watched me treat An Yiming with all my heart. You have long laughed at me countless times in your heart."
It’s all over, let me be your father, and let me give you the son you have raised for eighteen years for free... Hello! Very good! I am not happy, and none of you can even think about it. You people, how dare you do this to me
, I’m going to 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.
..."Bang——" An Daqing pushed open the door forcefully.
In the ward, Liu Shirley was feeding An Yiming chicken soup. An Yiming was in a temper 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.
That's right! 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 commotion. 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 slowly walked 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!