When these words came into view, Lu Xining's hand holding the report shook.
In fact, when she saw the child last night, she had a suspicion in her mind. But when she actually saw the identification results, she felt like she had been stabbed hard in the heart.
The child is Jin Shaoheng’s!
Lu Xining's face turned pale, and the blood all over his body seemed to have solidified.
No, impossible!
He had clearly shown himself the amniocentesis report at the beginning, and Lin Qingyue's child was not his.
So what happened to this appraisal certificate?
There can't be another woman besides Lin Qingyue who gave birth to a child for him, right?
That can only mean that one of the amniocentesis test results and the report in her hand is false.
As for which one is fake, it goes without saying by looking at the freshest date.
But why?
If he likes Lin Qingyue, wouldn't it be better for a family of three to be with He Meimei?
Why bother lying to her?
With countless thoughts passing through his mind, Lu Xining stood up suddenly and left the president's office.
She was stuck in a traffic jam during the morning rush hour, and she was already on the verge of a breakdown. The time-consuming journey along the way almost wore away the patience she had squeezed out of her.
Finally, Lu Xining arrived at the hospital yesterday.
She took the elevator up and saw the two bodyguards still standing at the door.
If she didn't choose to rush in directly last night, it was because she still had a glimmer of hope for Jin Shaoheng in her heart.
So this hope was all wiped out when I saw the results of the paternity test.
Lu Xining only has one thought in his mind right now, which is to meet Jin Shaoheng and ask everything clearly in person.
"Madam." The bodyguard at the door indeed knew her, but when he saw that she was about to enter the ward, he subconsciously reached out to stop her.
"Can you stop me?" Lu Xining asked coldly.
They looked at each other, then hesitantly put down their hands and lowered their heads respectfully.
It's ridiculous, even she doesn't know where she has the confidence now.
But she couldn't care so much anymore. After Lu Xining entered the ward, he did not see Jin Shaoheng. Only Zhuang's mother was guarding a crib.
The child inside is a small and skinny ball. Yesterday, he was lying dying on Zhuang's mother's shoulder. Today, he is lying there, too weak.
But even so, it can still be seen that the facial features look quite similar to Jin Shaoheng's.
It's like a knife to the heart, quickly avoid your eyes.
"Young Mistress." Although Zhuang Ma was surprised when she saw her appearance, she stood up immediately.
"Where is Jin Shaoheng?" Lu Xining asked.
"Master..." Zhuang Ma hesitated.
"I'm going to see Lin Qingyue." Lu Xining deliberately used a positive tone.
Zhuang Ma didn't answer, but her expression said it all.
Lin Qingyue is indeed still alive.
It turns out that she is the only one who doesn't know.
Lu Xining thought sarcastically, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Young mistress!" Zhuang Ma called her to stop her.
Lu Xining paused and did not look back.
"I... don't know what the situation is now, but the young master cares about you no matter what he does. You guys... talk to me if you have anything to say."
Mother Zhuang was suddenly called here last night. No one said a word to her except for asking her to take good care of this child.
But Zhuang's mother was certain that this child must be Jin Shaoheng's.
Looking at Lu Xining's reaction, the two of them finally got together, but there were always twists and turns, and she began to worry faintly.
care?
Don't you know that these two words fell into Lu Xining's ears, leaving only the embarrassment of being deceived?
She thought: Jin Shaoheng must be laughing at herself in his heart, right?
After struggling for so long, all he had to do was move his fingers, and he would make peace with him.
Lu Xining's hand hanging by his side tightened, and his fingertips dug into his palm.
Perhaps now only pain can clear her mind.
She left the hospital directly without saying a word.
Ridiculous, even so, she still wanted to confront him.
Then, she thought of Rongxueyuan, where Lin Qingyue was placed before...
--Dividing line--
At that time.
In the bedroom on the second floor of Rongxueyuan, the curtains are always closed, so even during the day, the light in the room is very dim.
The room was filled with a foul and rotten smell, which was so unpleasant that it was nauseating.
"who?"
The door was opened, and Lin Qingyue asked warily.
At this time, she was lying on the bed, but her limbs exposed outside her clothes had long been swollen and black, and some places were even ulcerated.
His hair was messy, his whole body was haggard, and he looked like a ghost. He no longer looked the same as before, and he was even worse than when he was living in prison.
The visitor did not speak, but slowly walked to the bed.
"Jin Shaoheng!" Lin Qingyue looked at his face clearly, her eyes full of fear.
The face she once loved most and wished she could see it all the time now scares her so much that it has become her nightmare.
"You...what else do you want?" Lin Qingyue asked tremblingly.
Although this was the first time the two met since he shot her with a gun.
Jin Shaoheng still didn't speak, just looked at her.
But Lin Qingyue's tragic situation reflected in his unwavering eyes did not arouse any emotion, not even a hint of soft-heartedness or intolerance.
Lin Qingyue had known about it for a long time, and she still had hope for him at first, but after these days of torture, it was enough to make her completely despair of him.
"Shaoheng, I beg you, give me a break, I don't dare to do it anymore." Lin Qingyue still cried and begged.
During the days and nights when life was worse than death, she regretted every second.
If I could do it over again, I would definitely not do such stupid things again.
"You know me." Jin Shaoheng finally spoke, meaning that he would avenge himself.
"Shaoheng, you are so cruel. Have you forgotten that I saved you? I just want to die." Lin Qingyue complained.
"I told you that we are clean, you should not harm Lu Xining and my child." This account was clearly settled in Jin Shaoheng's heart.
"Then you came here today just to see my miserable condition?" Lin Qingyue asked.
She could obviously die happily, but he insisted on hanging on to her life, making her life worse than death.
"Lin Qingyue, if you really regret, why don't you tell me about the child being exchanged?" Jin Shaoheng suddenly changed his tone and asked.
"What child was changed?" Lin Qingyue looked confused.
"Your child and Lu Xining's child were exchanged, and the one who survived is our child." Jin Shaoheng made it clear.