Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

When Zhuo Yilin received the call from Secretary Zhao, he was talking on the phone with the director of the paternity testing center of the hospital.

After the director of the identification center got the samples, he immediately asked his colleagues to start the identification process.

However, there was a problem when sampling.

The director said that there were not many cellular substances extracted from drinking straws, and it was doubtful whether they could be accurately identified. He asked if he could give more accurate samples—such as blood, body fluids, and the like.

It was not easy for Zhuo Yilin to get that straw, where could he get blood?

Before finishing the phone call with the director, the mobile phone notified that there was a new call, and it was Secretary Zhao when he picked it up.

Secretary Zhao is his father's personal assistant. He must have something important to call when he calls, so Zhuo Yilin quickly switched the call.

"Young Master Lin, Zhuo Dong accidentally fell and injured his right leg a few days ago. He didn't let me tell you. He wore a prosthetic leg for the past two days, and he was bleeding. I'm worried about infection. After thinking about it, I still have to tell you. , can you see if you are free to come over tonight?"

Zhuo Yilin, who used to have a gentle face, heard this, and his brows tightened, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Zhuo Dong... don't let me tell you, lest you worry."

"Then don't let me worry about it now?" Zhuo Yilin rarely spoke in such a tone. He paused, then calmed down quickly, "Give me the room number, and I'll go there after get off work. Let him rest in bed now. Stop walking with prosthetics."

"Oh, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yilin immediately returned to the consulting room to continue seeing the patient.

He has excellent medical skills, and many people come here especially to hang up his expert number.

It is rare to sit for a consultation, and it is impossible not to work overtime.

He was busy until after six o'clock, and finally finished reading the registered patients. Because a few more patients were admitted, he had to go to the inpatient department to check and settle in.

This busy, it's eight o'clock.

When he arrived at the hotel, Secretary Zhao whispered when he saw him: "Chairman Zhuo has a little fever, I wonder if he is infected..."

Zhuo Yilin gave him a serious look, and hurried into the room without saying anything.

Zhuo Yueluan was leaning on the bed, and was still using the tablet computer to handle official business. Seeing his son suddenly appearing, he raised his eyes: "Why are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Zhuo Yilin's face was handsome, gentle and delicate, but when his face was sombre and his words were like gold, he was still quite intimidating.

Walking to the side of the bed with long straight legs, he raised his hand and grabbed the tablet in front of his father, and in the next second, lifted the quilt.

"Hey——" Zhuo Yueluan hadn't finished replying to an email when the tablet computer suddenly disappeared. He snatched it but failed to pull it back, and then the quilt was lifted again.

In an instant, he understood, and glanced at the assistant standing next to him.

Secretary Zhao bowed his head silently, and simply left.

"It's red and swollen, and the skin is torn. If you don't care about your body so much, it's useless for me, my son, Hua Tuo, to be alive!" After checking Zhuo Yueluan's amputated leg, Zhuo Yilin's face became even more serious.

Leaving these words behind, he turned around and opened the medicine box he brought with him, quickly and neatly took out a series of medical tools with his slender and clean fingers, and when he turned around to get busy, he didn't forget to stuff a mercury thermometer into his disobedient father.

Zhuo Yueluan still had a gentle and kind face, "I'm fine, just a low-grade fever. I haven't been sick for several years, and it's fine once in a while."

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, just be obedient."

Zhuo Yueluan immediately fell silent and took his body temperature.

In the next second, the pungent tingling of medical alcohol hit him fiercely, and he couldn't help frowning.

Zhuo Yilin: "I saw Ruan Qing today."

Zhuo Yueluan's face changed slightly, "When, noon? Did you ask her out?"

Zhuo Yilin didn't reply to these words, his hands didn't stop moving, but he went straight to the point: "Dad, just tell me, is she your own daughter? That Aunt Ruan gave birth to you, right?"

Zhuo Yueluan's face was slightly stunned, but it was only for a moment, and his eyes showed melancholy and nostalgia.

"Mingzhu and I... indeed tasted the forbidden fruit once, but just that time, I never even dreamed that she would be pregnant. If I dare to think about it a little bit, I won't miss my life with her..."

Zhuo Yilin raised his eyes and glanced at him. He wanted to say something from a medical point of view, but seeing his father's expression of deep self-blame, full of regret and regret, he stopped talking.

"Actually, when I came back back then, if I hadn't looked too miserable and embarrassed, I would have wanted to see her. If I had met her, maybe some things could be settled..."

Obviously there were many opportunities to make up for mistakes, but I missed them again and again. Looking back now, every time I woke up in a dream, I would burst into tears.

Zhuo Yilin treated his wound, turned around, packed the blood-stained gauze, put it back in the medical box, turned around and pulled out the thermometer again.

"38c, I'll leave some medicine for you first, take it at night. Check the situation tomorrow, if you still have a fever, I'll come back."

Zhuo Yueluan looked at his son, "I have something to do tomorrow, so you don't have to come here."

"Are you still going out like this?"

"I have an appointment, meet Feng Moyan."

"What are you meeting him for?"

"Xiaoqing doesn't want to see me. I don't know if it's because of those things on the Internet to avoid suspicion with me; or because she resented me for what I said last time. But no matter what, she is most likely my daughter. I I have to be responsible to her. I want to talk to Feng Moyan first, and if he conveys some things, the impact may be less."

Zhuo Yueluan didn't know, but Yang Qianyu already knew everything, and was thinking of using the gentlest method to expose the relationship between the two.

Zhuo Yilin packed up the medicine box, picked out the pills and came over with water, and handed them to him: "Feng Moyan, personally, I don't have a good impression of him. If you talk to him, you probably won't have much to talk about." Come on. You might as well wait until I get the paternity test results here, and if Xiaoqing is your daughter, then go directly to identify her relatives. Even if she can't accept it for a while, she will definitely figure it out after a while."

Zhuo Yueluan was surprised when he heard that, "Paternity test result? What do you mean?"

"I had dinner with her at noon today, and I took away the straw she drank from. Even if you didn't feel unwell, I would come over to take a sample at night."

But now, with the blood-stained gauze, there is no need to take special blood samples.

Following his son's words, Zhuo Yueluan turned his head to look at the medical box, and only then did he understand why he put away those gauzes instead of throwing them directly into the trash can.

"Nonsense! Even if I want to do a paternity test, we should do it with her consent. You are so sneaky and disrespectful to her!" Zhuo Yueluan has always been full of praise for his son's performance, but this It's something that annoys him.

But Zhuo Yilin has his own words, "Dad, some things should be straight-forward, use the fastest method to reach a conclusion, and then do whatever you want. You have already missed it once, and you have lost so much. Now you have to Are you hesitant, looking forward and backward?"

"If Ruan Qing is your daughter, you will have your own blood in this life. Isn't that a good thing? If Ruan Qing is your daughter, then she will have close relatives and a solid backing. That letter Do you still dare to treat her like that? Aunt Ruan has suffered in this life, and you have suffered in this life. Ruan Qing has suffered so much in her life so far, and she has suffered all kinds of cold eyes and even abuse-now you have the opportunity to end all these sufferings, you Don't want to hurry up?"

Zhuo Yueluan was speechless at what his son said.

Seeing that his father was persuaded, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's getting late, you should rest quickly, I'm going back to the hospital now and give the sample to the identification center. If the sampling goes well, the results will be available tomorrow morning."