after the reunion

Qin Muyang leaned against the large desk, in front of him was a pile of documents, including text and photos.

The assistant stood aside respectfully, and said in a low voice: "I can only find information from the past three years, and there is no trace of it from six years ago. It seems that I have never lived here. Mr. Qin, I think..."

"What do you think?" Qin Muyang asked in a deep voice.

The assistant thought for a while, "Mr. Zhao was probably not in China at the time. As long as he is still in China, no matter which city he is, he can still be found after spending some time. It's just... the city he lived in two years ago, and the way his family used to be. The house has already been sold, and the neighbors also said that he never came back."

Qin Muyang looked at the pile of photos on the desktop, pressed his eyebrows, "I see, let's go out."

The assistant lowered his head slightly, gently opened the door, and walked out.

In the past three years, Dongdong was already two years old at that time, where did they live before?Who is the mother of the child?How did Zhao Xi manage to find a woman without anyone noticing it?

Qin Muyang felt very irritable, and his mind was full of questions, which made him wish he could rush to that person's house to question him!

Zhao Xi returned to City D three years ago, and the information shows that he would take his child to this city by train for a few hours at the end of each year to go to the hospital for a checkup.

The people in the photo are not clear, but the name of the hospital can still be seen.

Qin Muyang called his assistant back again, and pointed to the hospital sign on it for him to check.

The assistant responded in a low voice and left quickly.

Zhao Dongdong is not in good health, he knows it.But I never thought that I have to go to the hospital every year. In this case, I am either extremely weak and often see a doctor.Either there is any chronic disease, which requires annual physical examination.

Qin Muyang recalled what the doctor said when he transfused the child's blood two months ago. If I remember correctly... there should be a heart problem?

Qin Muyang frowned fiercely, and immediately called Gao Yan to ask him to help arrange an expert in this field, and take the child to check it out in a few days.

That child...was bleeding the same blood as he.

Qin Muyang has never been so happy and a little uneasy as he is now.

In a few days, after Gao Yan made arrangements, Qin Muyang drove to Xu Haoran's house.

Zhao Dongdong still had plaster on his hand, and Zhao Xi was feeding him apples with a toothpick.As soon as the doorbell rang, Zhao Dongdong jumped up happily and ran over.He knew that this was Uncle Xiaobai's home, and when the little guy thought about it, the first thing he thought of was Qin Muyang.

Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, Zhao Dongdong rushed forward, stretching his left hand forward, "Uncle Qin, hehe."

Qin Muyang had a strong smile on his face, and when he saw Zhao Xi who was stunned in the room, he also faded away.After hesitating for a moment, he still picked up the child.

Zhao Dongdong kissed him on the face with a loud bang, and asked softly, "Uncle Qin, are you busy with work? Why don't you come to see Dongdong?"

Qin Muyang restrained his emotions very well, pinched the little guy's nose, "Yes. Uncle has to work. But, in the future, uncle will come to see you often. If Dongdong has something to do, call uncle anytime."

Zhao Dongdong nodded hurriedly, "Uncle, eat an apple!" His little finger pointed to his father, but he found that his father was absent-minded again.

"Father?" Zhao Dongdong called.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Zhao Xi came back to his senses, avoided the man's gaze in embarrassment, and hurriedly put away the fruit plate on the table, "You, you can't eat too much of this. Dad, go get you a cup of milk. "

As he said that, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen with the plate, and almost knocked down the water glass on the table during the process.

Zhao Dongdong opened his eyes wide and hummed aggrievedly, "I only took two bites..."

Qin Muyang rubbed his forehead weakly, comforting the little guy, "It's okay, uncle will take you out to eat later."

Zhao Dongdong yelled, "Ah, really? Oh, Dongdong is so boring! Dad won't let Dongdong go out!"

Zhao Xi in the kitchen was startled when he heard "accusation", and Qin Muyang in the living room was also helpless.

"Your father...he is also doing it for your own good."

Zhao Dongdong rolled his eyes, "I know."

Qin Muyang couldn't help laughing, looking at the little guy's face, his mood improved inexplicably.Zhao Dongdong was staggered by him, and almost touched his right arm, Qin Muyang pulled the child nervously, with lingering fear in his heart.

Zhao Dongdong thanked obediently, "Thank you uncle."

Hearing that address, Qin Muyang didn't know what it was like, "You're welcome."

After a long time, when the two of them had had enough of arguing in the living room, Zhao Xi picked up his mood and walked out.

"Well, is Dongdong tired? Do you want to sleep? Or drink the milk first?"

Zhao Dongdong pouted and hid behind Qin Muyang, "Father, why do you keep drinking this? Dongdong doesn't want to drink anymore..."

In the past, Zhao Xi would forcefully drag him out, and let the child drink it without any reason.But at this moment... He looked at Qin Muyang's seemingly calm face, flinched in his heart, swallowed the lecture, and sat there silently holding the cup.

Zhao Dongdong waited for a long time and didn't hear his father's balabala, so he put out half of his head to look curiously.

"Dongdong, this is nutritious. You are still growing, so you must drink it." Qin Muyang said suddenly, reaching out to take the cup.

Zhao Xi hadn't recovered from the temperature from the touch of his fingertips just now, but Zhao Dongdong over there had already started drinking with a bitter face.

Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and stood up, "You guys play, I'll go, I'll go and see if the soup is ready."

Zhao Dongdong was playing on his own, while Qin Muyang looked coldly at his flustered back.

"Dongdong, tell uncle, what's wrong with your body?"

Zhao Dongdong blinked his eyes and said blankly, "No, my hands hurt..."

Distress appeared in Qin Muyang's eyes, he gently stroked the plaster plaster on the child's arm, and sighed, "It will be removed in half a month, and it will be fine."

Zhao Dongdong has always believed in his words, if he said it's okay, it will be fine.Zhao Dongdong was too young at the time, so he didn't understand how this thought came about, but he just wanted to get close to this uncle and let him care for him.

It wasn't until many years later, when he grew up that he could tell right from wrong, that he realized that he and this uncle had never been strangers. The so-called innate sense of closeness was very simple—it just came from their blood. The same blood, the noble and rare blood inherited from the Qin family.

Zhao Xi watched the steam coming out of the lid in the kitchen, and listened to the conversation between the two in the living room in a daze.He felt his nose sour, as if he was excluded, and his son... was taken away by that person.

My heart is sour, I serve soup for the child, it is only after three o'clock in the afternoon, the little guy has a good appetite, except that he doesn't like milk, he still has a good impression of soup.

When Zhao Xi put the soup Gu on the table, Qin Muyang had already taken the bowl, filled a bowl for the child spontaneously, picked it up, and fed it carefully mouthful.

Zhao Xi's outstretched hand was put down calmly, and he clenched it into a fist by his side, with his nails digging into his flesh, allowing him to regain a little bit of clarity.

Except for the children's jubilant calls from time to time, the two adults were silent.

After drinking more than half of it, Zhao Dongdong was full and fell asleep.Qin Muyang didn't know where he was sleeping, so Zhao Xi took the child over, carried him to his bedroom, carefully put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and gently closed the door.

Back in the living room, he suddenly became nervous.

Qin Muyang didn't seem to talk too much, he was also very confused now.

"Gao Yan has arranged for a heart specialist. I'll take Dongdong to have a check up tomorrow."

Zhao Xi's eyes widened suddenly, "You...don't, don't..."

"Zhao Xi," Qin Muyang sneered slightly, interrupting him, "He is my child, isn't he? I know you were checked in the hospital last year. However, I still want to confirm it myself so I can rest assured."

He was actually telling the truth and had no other intentions. He really just wanted to watch the child for a checkup and listen to the doctor's opinion.

However, in Zhao Xi's ears, it was extremely ironic and harsh. He unconsciously lowered his head and nodded slightly.

Qin Muyang didn't feel good when he saw his lost look.I wanted to reach out and rub his head, but I finally held back, said goodbye, opened the door and left.

All that was left was the empty cold wind, which made him shiver.

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