The caller ID is Lin Jin's phone.

Lin Meng hurriedly picked it up: "Dad, is Uncle Qiao out of danger?" ”

On the other end of the phone, Lin Jin answered lightly, and his voice was not very pleasant.

"Your Uncle Qiao is out of danger, he almost lost his blood just now, but fortunately, my blood type matches his." Lin Jin gave Lin Meng and Wang Zhen a brief account of Qiao Yansheng's rescue to reassure them.

"Dad, when did the doctor say Uncle Joe would wake up?" After Lin Jin finished speaking, Lin Meng continued to ask.

Lin Jin was silent for a moment: "The doctor said...... He hurt his brain, and it's not certain when he'll wake up. ”

After talking for a while, there was a noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and Lin Jin hurriedly said to Lin Meng: "Let's talk about it first, something suddenly happened here, and Dad hung up first." ”

Lin Meng listened to a blind beep on the phone, and her heart also lifted, what happened on the other end, so that Dad hung up the phone in such a hurry.

Wang Zhen frowned, and said with a worried face: "Mengmeng, look at Maomao, grandma went to burn two pillars of incense for the Bodhisattva enshrined at home, and prayed for your Uncle Qiao." ”

Lin Meng responded in a trance, took the mao mao in her grandmother's hand, and walked around the living room with the child in her arms.

After half an hour, she will call her father again......

The First People's Hospital of Yongchang City.

In an uninhabited VIP ward in the hospital, Qiao Ran was confronting Chen Shiyue, who was in a hurry!

On the white sheets, a list of blood tests was thrown there, and the bright red seal was written in blue letters about Qiao Ran's blood type A!

His eyes were red, and there was a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"You still have the face to come, I don't have the face to face him anymore!" Qiao Ran said, tears rolling in his red eyes.

Chen Shiyue rushed all the way to the First People's Hospital of Yongchang City, covered with wind and dust, and her image was not very good.

She looked at the blood test sheet on the bed, and her pupils shrank.

With stubbornness on his face, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "I...... I told you earlier, he's not your father...... You don't believe ......"

As these words fell, Qiao Ran's tears rushed out of his eyes like a flood that suddenly burst the embankment, blurring his vision.

"How so!" Qiao Ran's blurry teary eyes could no longer see Chen Shiyue's expression clearly: "Mom, who is my father, why are you, why are you doing this to me!" ”

Faced with her son's hoarse questioning, Chen Shiyue was like a fish in her throat.

pinched up the blood test sheet on the bed and shed tears silently.

"Not him, anyway...... Qiao Ran, it's too late to correct now. Chen Shiyue's voice was calm and terrifying, and the tears she shed were at opposite extremes.

Qiao Ran shook his head desperately: "I don't believe it...... I look so similar to him, how could he not be my father, there must be a mistake in the hospital blood test! ”

Chen Shiyue took a step towards Qiao Ran, and Qiao Ran resisted and stepped back step by step.

"Qiao Ran, my mother is blood type B, he is type O, and you are blood type A, do you think ...... Will B plus O give birth to your type A blood? Stop lying to yourself, I've said many times that he's not your dad, he's really not...... It's all wishful thinking on his part. Chen Shiyue persuaded coldly.

Qiao Ran touched a handful of tears, opened his eyes and saw his mother standing in front of him with a calm face, he only felt a chill in his heart: "Wishful thinking!" So what are you doing here today? Hehe, could it be to see Dad...... Is Mr. Joe dead or not? ”