Lu Feng often took blood tests, and he was used to it for a long time, and he didn't suspect it.

As soon as he heard that Ye Zehong could always play chess with him, he immediately nodded happily: "Okay, Doctor Ye, you must keep your promise." ”

Ye Zehong patted the top of Lu Feng's head dotingly, then walked out of the ward with the samples taken, and handed these things to a familiar expert for comparison.

If you collect three important samples for DNA identification, you will certainly be able to draw conclusions without error.

As long as the appraisal results show that Lu Feng is his son, then he will definitely do everything possible to prevent Lu Yao from leaving the capital with Lu Feng, and he will not let Lu Yao have a chance to leave.

When he turned back to the ward, Lu Feng was already sleepy and asleep on the sofa.

It seems that he has been waiting for him to come back.

Ye Zehong walked lightly, walked to Lu Feng's side, looked down at him sleeping, and felt more and more similar to the photo he had when he was a child.

If Lu Feng was his child, then Lu Yao treated him so ruthlessly back then, was it because Lu Feng, who she was carrying in her belly at the time, became a sharp weapon for Bonapart to threaten her, and she had to be cruel to him in order to save the child?

This is the most reasonable reason that Ye Zehong can think of.

Of course, this is just his guess.

Everything has to wait for the results of the appraisal to come out.

He gently picked up Lu Feng, and just halfway towards the hospital bed, Lu Yao, who was carrying a boxed lunch, appeared at the door, and the two looked at each other and did not speak in tacit understanding.

waited until Ye Zehong put Lu Feng on the bed, folded the quilt, and walked out of the ward.

Lu Yao thanked gratefully: "Thank you." ”

Ye Zehong's dark pupils stared at Lu Yao tightly, reflecting Lu Yao's appearance: "Thank me for what?" ”

"Thank you for being so good to Feng'er." Lu Yao whispered.

"Do you think, why should I be nice to Lu Feng?" Ye Zehong was still staring at her.

Lu Yao raised his head, looked at his face, and shook his head gently.

Ye Zehong lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite her lip fiercely.

It's not a kiss, that's just her lips.

Her lips were bitten, and the smell of blood instantly filled her mouth.

"Ah......h

Lu Yao exclaimed in pain, took a step back, and asked puzzledly: "Why are you biting me, it hurts me to death, and this is a hospital, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood if you treat me like this?" ”

Ye Zehong stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, pressed her into his arms, and sensed that she was about to break away, so he turned around and pressed her against the wall.

He was so crushed that she couldn't move.

"Ye Zehong, what do you want to do in public?"

Ye Zehong still had Lu Yao's blood on his lips, his eyes were staring at Lu Yao tightly, licking the blood clean in front of her.

Immediately, he laughed coldly: "From the moment I saw you and Lu Feng, I have always been very confused. If he is your and Matthew's child, why should he be called Lu Feng instead of Ma Feng? Or maybe he should be called ......"

Suddenly, Ye Zehong leaned into Lu Yao's ear, the scorching breath sprayed on the contours of her ears, his lips pressed against her ears, and he said coldly: "Ye Feng." ”

His affirmative tone made Lu Yao immediately stunned in place, motionless.

Ye Zehong looked at her stunned appearance, and was very satisfied with her reaction.

Lu Yaomeng's echo, his brows furrowed, and he asked in disbelief: "You...... Just...... Did I do something excessive to Feng'er while I was away? ”

Ye Zehong stared at her condescendingly, and the beam of light hit from above, causing him to exude a crazy coldness.

He deliberately pressed her lips and asked ambiguously, "What do you think I will do to Lu Feng?" (End of chapter)