Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Zhao Qichen nodded and came to him.

"Stand aside for a moment, let me take the body..." The forensic doctor thought for a while, and quickly changed his words: "Let me pull the person out."

Zhao Qichen looked at the rows of freezers expressionlessly, and stood back.

The forensic doctor found one of them, pulled it out, and then took out the contents. He tried it, but it didn't work, and the sequence inside would probably be disturbed, so he pulled out the bones directly.

Then, together with the long cabinet, they were placed on the platform.

He said: "Yesterday's test results have been given to you, today... you can take a look again."

Zhao Qichen looked at the small one in the bag. From the outside, it looked like it was empty, and he couldn't be more clear about what was inside.

But his hands still couldn't help shaking.

"I need my help..." Zhao Qichen waved his hand before the forensic doctor finished speaking.

He said: "Please go out, I think, and be alone."

"Alright, I'm just outside. If you have any questions or questions, you can come to me at any time." The forensic doctor is very easy to talk to. He has worked here for many years and has contacted all kinds of family members. Zhao Qichen is considered good, so, He didn't have any trouble.

If some family members find it difficult to speak, they can upset his laboratory.

"You go out too," Zhao Qichen didn't look back, and he knew Alan was behind him.

Alan couldn't understand his state very well, and he nodded: "OK, if you have anything to call me, I'll be outside."

"it is good."

After everyone went out, Zhao Qichen finally calmed down. He looked at the cloth bag in front of him and took a deep breath.

What came to mind was when Xiao Xia Xing hung on him and acted like a baby.

When he is happy or sad, he will run over excitedly and call him, Dad, Dad...

But now...he's lying here.

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Qichen slowly stretched out his hand, opened the cloth bag, and slowly unzipped it...

It was dark in front of his eyes, and the skeleton was in the shape of a human body, but it had long since changed beyond recognition, or could not see any eyebrows at all, only empty eyes and scorched skin remained.

"Little Xia Xing," even though Zhao Qichen was a courageous man, his knees were weak when he encountered this kind of thing, and he almost fell to the ground.

His child would become like this, ten days ago, he never even thought about it.

But it was only a few days, after all, how should God punish him enough?
With just one glance, Zhao Qichen couldn't bear to look any further. He hurriedly zipped it up, his mind still in a daze. He didn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of him.This black thing is his son.

Science can't go wrong.

Their DNA matches perfectly.

Zhao Qichen's tears slid down, his heart felt as if someone had dug out a piece of it, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit it out, his stomach was overwhelmed, but he had difficulty swallowing.

He leaned on the wall and walked out step by step, all he could think of was Xiao Xia Xing's voice calling his father.

"Dad...Dad..."

There was a hint of childishness in Xiao Xiaxing's voice. When he first met Zhao Qichen, the sparkle in his eyes was the source of Zhao Qichen's life.

But now...

"Qiu Ran, how should I explain to you?" Zhao Qichen stroked the wall, and finally opened the door. He rushed out in one step, and rushed to the bathroom in the next second. He vomited desperately, but he couldn't vomit anything. .

Allen followed closely behind him, seeing him like this, frowning tightly, with a look of sadness on his face.

He didn't have a child, so he couldn't understand the pain of bereavement, but he knew clearly that some things were unavoidable, and he always had to bear this kind of fault.

"Are you ok?" Allen was anxious, and his English came out. He stood outside the door and asked him, "Can I get you a glass of water?"

There is no sound inside.

Immediately afterwards, there was a long gasp, his pain was being suppressed, but how could he suppress that kind of cabinet pain.

Zhao Qichen wanted to cry, wanted to cry, but he couldn't.

He still has Lin Qiuran, but he must vent his emotions, otherwise his emotions will only have a bad influence on Lin Qiuran.

After much deliberation, he still decided to go to Lin Qiuran after getting everything ready.

Tell her about this kind of thing.

She has the right to know the truth.

The moment he opened the door, Allen was holding up the phone with a surprised expression. Seeing him coming out, he quickly covered up: "No, it's okay, we'll go there right away."

"What happened?" Zhao Qichen looked at him gloomyly.

Anyone who conceals anything now is a fatal straw for him.

Allen glanced at him, his eyes a little evasive, he didn't know what to say...or, how to say it.

"What the hell happened?" Zhao Qichen slammed his fist directly on the wall beside Allen, "Say, what happened."

Alan was frightened, and quickly replied: "Just now, Aries called just now and said yes, saying that your wife ran out."

"Go back right away," Zhao Qichen didn't have time to explain anything, "Go and drive."

As he spoke, he walked towards the laboratory. There was no one there. He took a deep breath and kissed on the bag: "Baby, Dad will go find your mother first, and then, the two of us will be together." Come back and see you, okay?"

After speaking, he reluctantly left.

Allen was familiar with the way back, and he arrived at the hospital in only about 10 minutes.

Before getting out of the car, Zhao Qichen saw Lin Qiuran outside, wearing a hospital gown with disheveled hair, constantly blocking the passing vehicles on the side of the road.

"Oh my God, what is she doing?"

Seeing her like this, Alan's eyes widened.

"Stop," Zhao Qichen got out of the car before it stopped.

He shouted and rushed up, trying to grab Lin Qiuran, but he couldn't.

"Let me go," Lin Qiuran struggled, but Zhao Qichen's hands were like pliers, holding him tightly, refusing to let go.

Lin Qiuran was angry, and she wanted to shake him off with a wave of her hand, but she slapped Zhao Qichen on the face.

"Snapped"

Zhao Qichen's face was obviously flushed with the five-finger handprints, but he didn't feel annoyed at all. He just looked at Lin Qiuran with distressed eyes.

"Qiuran, don't look like this, I really feel sorry for you like this."

He hugged her tightly: "You can beat me and scold me if you want, don't hurt yourself, I will feel bad about it."