"Bata"

The record sheet fell on the counter, and the little nurse outside looked towards the waiting room.

"Dr. Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Lu came to his senses and responded, "It's okay! I didn't hold the record book."

The little nurse poked her head out from the door and said, "Dr. Zhang's medicine for the VIP ward is ready."

"Ah good…"

Zhang Lu clenched his fist, picked up the potion and looked at the monitor above.

Carefully compare dosages to ensure you don’t make mistakes.

The medicines are all sent by the pharmacy, so there should be no problem.

Could this be just a coincidence?

What a coincidence!

He doesn't believe it himself...

Yang Zhenhai's medicines are all drugs that promote bone healing. Zhang Lu rummaged and found Yang Zhenhai's medical records.

There were multiple comminuted fractures all over the body, the most serious ones being the legs, and there was also trauma to the head...

Very serious traffic accident.

"Mr. Yang has been hospitalized for so long, and I just saw his son come."

"Didn't you say that his son is also hospitalized?"

"The one who is hospitalized is his youngest son, and the one who comes is the young master Rong who came from the mental hospital."

"Ah, is that the young master who stabbed his younger brother four years ago?"

"Yes, that's him, but I think he's quite normal, and he's super pretty, and he looks very well-behaved. He doesn't look like a bad omega at all."

The voices of young nurses whispering could be heard outside.

乖…

Rongmo?

He even doubted whether Rong Mo knew the word.

Zhang Lu walked out of the door and his eyes fell on the young nurses chatting, "You were talking about Young Master Rong, is he in the VIP ward now?"

When several young nurses saw him asking about Rong Mo, they all showed gossipy expressions on their faces.

"Dr. Zhang, I remember that you worked in a mental hospital before. Is it possible that you know Mr. Rong?"

"I've heard of it... but I'm not very familiar with it." Zhang Lu didn't dare to say what his relationship was with Rong Mo. He only said, "I've been working for two years and I've heard this name all the time, so I was curious and wanted to ask."

The little nurse made a disappointed sound, "He just went in. You will probably see him when he comes out soon."

In the VIP ward.

Rong Mo stood in front of the hospital bed holding a handful of delicate carnations, smiling brighter than the flowers.

Today he specially wore a plain white suit, pure and elegant, just like his deceased mother.

On the hospital bed, Yang Zhenhai's face turned slightly red from suppressing the pain. He could only restrain himself because of the severe pain all over his body when he wanted to cough.

The assistant next to him reacted and said apologetically to Rong Mo: "I'm sorry, young master. Sir, he is allergic to pollen..."

Rong Mo smiled slightly, pursed his lips like a child who had done something wrong, lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, father, I stayed in the mental hospital for too long and forgot that you are allergic to pollen."

The assistant smiled and stretched out his hand, "Sir, he won't blame you. Just give me the flowers."

Rong Mo smiled at the assistant and handed over the flowers obediently.

The assistant took the flowers and retreated from the room, leaving space for the father and son.

Without the flowers, Yang Zhenhai's expression softened a lot. He took a few deep breaths before opening his eyelids and taking a serious look at the son he had forgotten for a long time.

Rong Mo looks much more docile than he did four years ago, his appearance becomes more refined and more like Rong Xue, and his smile is more like that, with the same curved brows and eyes, full of warmth and innocence.

He knew that this was just an appearance. If Rong Mo had not resisted him, he would not have been cruel enough to destroy his son.

Now look at this child, it really looks like a rose with its thorns removed for people to watch and play with.

Yang Zhenhai coughed and asked, "Why didn't you go home after you were discharged?"

Rong Mo stood tall and straight, with a decent smile on his face. They didn't look like father and son, but like superiors and subordinates reporting work.

"My father was in hospital, and my uncle was afraid that no one would take care of me when he returned home, so he sent me to a hotel."

Yang Zhenhai was a little surprised that he did not hide his contact with Xiu Jin. He looked at Rong Mo and asked, "Since he doesn't trust you, why doesn't he take you back to take care of you?"

"Uncle said he is not familiar with me, and besides, he hates omegas."

But due to Xiu Jin's personality, Yang Zhenhai believed this reason somewhat.

The congestion caused by pollen allergy gradually faded away, and Yang Zhenhai smelled a hint of pheromones.

The pheromone is as cold as winter snow, cooling down the nose and into the lungs, mixed with the scent of pine wood.

He knew that Rong Mo had almost no bad pheromones. After living with him for so many years, he didn't even know that Rong Mo was an omega.

The pheromone could only be from the alpha reported by his subordinates.

Judging from the richness of the pheromone, the level of alpha is not high.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Rong Mo, with no emotion in his tone, "Have you been marked?"

"..."He is a very straightforward father...

What's the difference between asking your son what you did with someone?

Rong Mo was silent for a moment, nodded and admitted openly, "Yes, father, but I plan to wash it off."

Yang Zhenhai's pupils flickered, wash it off?

If it was marked by Xiu Jin, Xiu Jin could not let him wash it off. It seemed that it was not Xiu Jin who marked Rong Mo.

After a brief contact, Rong Mo still felt like the obedient son he had been four years ago.

No, he should be more obedient than four years ago.

After thinking for a while, Yang Zhenhai simply asked Rong Mo directly, "Who is the alpha that marked you?"

"I don't want to say..." Rong Mo turned his head slightly and avoided looking.

Yang Zhenhai was slightly startled, his attitude softened a lot, and he smiled slightly, "Is he one of the three alphas when he was discharged from the hospital?"

Rong Mo kept silent

Yang Zhenhai analyzed by himself, "No, wasn't one of those three guys sent to the hospital by you and two were taken away by the police?"

"Their pheromones put you into estrus. The alpha you had sex with was Xiu Jin's bodyguard, right?"

"..."

The corners of Rong Mo's mouth twitched slightly and he almost laughed.

Excessive thinking is a disease, and there is no need for him to explain it.

Seeing Rong Mo's subtle expression, Yang Zhenhai curled his lips, as expected.

He chuckled, his smile became softer, and asked, "Momo, do you like that alpha?"

Yang Zhenhai knew his son very well. Rong Mo was a man who lacked love very much. He had never given Rong Mo any love since he was a child. Rong Xue's health was getting worse day by day, and his love was beyond his capabilities.

As a result, Rong Mo developed a flattering personality. Before he heard that Yang Fan was an illegitimate child, Rong Mo could even coexist peacefully with Tong Ya's mother and son.

Besides, Gong Bo'an only gave Rong Mo a little affection. After listening to him speak a few times, he could love her to death.

Now that an alpha has taken his body and marked him, he must be more fascinated than Gong Bo'an.

Sure enough, he heard Rong Mo shyly whisper, "I like it."

Yang Zhenhai's smile became more and more kind, "Why wash it off if you like it?"

Rong Mo twirled his fingers and bit his lower lip, "He marked me when I was in heat and he lost his mind."

Lost my mind?

Yang Zhenhai glanced at Rong Mo in surprise.

Can you be influenced by a bad omega and lose your mind?What a useless alpha.

Yang Zhenhai became visibly happy, with a wrinkled smile on his face, "Since I like him, how about you marry him?"

If Rong Mo gets married, then Xiu Jin has no reason to join the Rong family, right?

Just thinking about it, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Rong Mo's hesitation, Yang Zhenhai kept brainwashing him, "You are my son, Yang Zhenhai. You are more than worthy of any alpha. He will definitely marry you."

"He marked you and will be responsible for you!"

"Why don't you tell your father who he is? I'll tell him personally. How dare he let you down?"

After hearing his words, I didn’t know how much he loved his son.

Hypocritical as hell.

Rong Mo complained secretly, with a shy expression on his face, his eyes swept around, and he muttered softly, "Then I...ask him..."

"That's right, my son should be so confident!" Yang Zhenhai was in a good mood.

He had been afraid that Rong Mo would get together with Xiu Jin after he was discharged from the hospital, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't even intend to pursue the matter that Tong Yalai blew.

Yang Fan's kid was always sensitive and excited, so Rong Mo just went to see him and didn't do anything.

On the contrary, Tong Ya was too excited, which made him lose face in the circle.

"Don't take what happened yesterday to heart. I'll ask Xiao Lin to give you a card later. Don't spend your uncle's money all the time."

Yang Zhenhai looked at Rong Mo thoughtfully and said: "Your uncle is not related to us by blood. It's not good for you to owe him too much."

He had to let Rong Mo know who was his blood-related relative.

"..."

Rong Mo's eyes were rolling in his heart, but he would be a fool not to take money if he had it. He had to take what was given for free, so he raised the corners of his lips and said, "I understand, thank you, father."

Yang Zhenhai nodded with satisfaction, "Don't stay in the hotel. Go home. I'll ask Xiao Lin to make arrangements for you. Your room will always be reserved. If you need anything, just tell me."

"Good father"

Seeing the boy's obedient appearance, he glanced at the excessively thin knuckles, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Is this kid too thin?

Rong Mo has been a stumbling block on his road since he was born, and he has no choice but to accept Tong Ya's proposal.

The image of children chasing after him and calling daddy kept flashing in his mind.

This is his first child…

"Mo Mo, come here." He waved to Rong Mo.

The young man stood there flattered, watching him not come back to his senses for a long time. He called out again and walked up to him.

"Do you blame your father for not visiting you?"

After the words fell, Rong Mo's smile settled on his face, and two lines of tears dripped down his cheeks.

Grass!

This is not his emotion...

Rong Mo couldn't control his body and called Bai Tuanzi frantically in his mind, "What on earth is going on? Why am I crying?!"

Bai Tuanzi glanced at him and said, "It's the original owner's mood."

"Is he an idiot? Will he shed tears because of his beast-like father?!" Rong Mo hates that iron cannot become steel.

It makes sense that poor people must be hateful. He seriously doubted whether the original owner had some Electra tendencies!

He now really wants to take out the original owner and beat him up.

Fortunately, the initiative was only briefly separated before returning to his hands again.

At the same time, the tears stopped abruptly. Rong Mo sniffed and looked at Yang Zhenhai half-sobbingly. His tone contained endless grievances, "I blame you."

"..."

Tears fell from her eyelids again, Rong Mo trembled her lips and choked, "I blame you for never looking at me, blame you for not having given birth to a son like me and turning around to join a new family, blame you for giving all your love to me Yang Fan"

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