As soon as Ji Feng came out, he grabbed the doctor who had been waiting.

"Get me a paternity test right away, I want to know the results right away."

The doctor was a little embarrassed.

"Ji Dong, the paternity test is very rigorous, and it will not be concluded until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

That's a big deal.

Every step has to be cautious and cautious.

Don't dare to make mistakes.

Otherwise, it would be a sin.

Ji Feng was anxious in his heart, but he also knew the severity.

"Okay, let me know as soon as the results come out."

"Dong Ji, don't worry." The doctor quickly replied, relieved.

Hurry up and do it.

Ji Feng turned back to the room and saw his second son standing outside.

The door inside was shut.

“... They? ”

"Sleep." Ji Fan's eyes were red, and he lowered his voice.

He just looked at the situation of his younger brother.

It's sad.

Good people, how.

"Dad, my little brother will be fine, right?"

Ji Fan couldn't help but ask.

Ji Feng was silent for a while and nodded.

patted Ji Fan on the shoulder, "Let's go, go back first, and come back tomorrow." ”

Ji Feng was woken up by a phone call.

Yesterday was too much.

Some can't bear it.

When I came back, I fell asleep.

Look at the caller ID above.

Put through.

A familiar voice was heard immediately.

"Ji Dong, the results are out."

Ji Feng sat up suddenly.

Lift the quilt, quickly get dressed, wash your face, and rush to the hospital.

The heart is full of unrest.

Ji Yuran took the inspection sheet handed to him by his father.

The two columns of names are Luo Mio and Ji Feng.

Slide straight to the end.

The zero kinship with red and bold is immediately imprinted in the eyes.

A feeling that this is indeed the case appears in my mind.

A light heart.

There is no last reason.

"Father, from today onwards, Luo Mio is not your son."

Put down the list and said to his father seriously.

Ji Feng was stunned.

The expression is ugly.

The son who has been raised for so many years is not a parent, and everyone is very depressed.

But being depressed doesn't mean you don't want this son.

Especially this son also desperately saved his eldest son.

He no longer has a conscience, and he can't do such a thing.

He was about to rebuke his son.

Just listen to him spit out three words.

"It's Erxu."

Ji Feng: "..."

The mouth opened and closed again.

Finally, he shook his hand angrily.

Turned around and walked away.

Angry with him.

But he didn't have a position to refute it.

There is no reason for this.

Brain pain.

Ji Yuran didn't care about his father.

Tear things up and throw them in the trash.

All his Mio needs to know is that his father accepts them.

Otherwise, not necessarily.

Looking at the man lying on the bed with half of his face sunk into the soft pillow.

The heart is full.

Squat on the ground, put your hands on the bed, and put your chin on it.

Even if he looks at it this way for a lifetime, he is willing.

As long as it's him.

The scorching sun poured in and fell on the sleeping faces.

It added a touch of popularity to his pale complexion.

Ji Yuran was trying to get up and close some curtains.

And I saw that the eyelashes of the man on the bed trembled.

Then the eyes moved.

The heart tightened.

Breathe lightly subconsciously.

Are you going to wake up?

"Mio?" A very small whisper.

All the cells were waiting to see him open his eyes in the next second.

Probably the mercy of God.

Inky eyes appeared in his sight.

Ji Yuran knelt directly on the ground excitedly, his voice dry and hoarse.

"Mio, you're awake, you're finally awake."

Luo Mio, who had just opened her eyes, blinked ignorantly.

Subconsciously stretch out your hand to the person in front of you.

Ji Yuran's eyes were about to shake with tears in his eyes, but he was shocked in place by his words.