Zhuo Yilin was on the phone with the director of the hospital's paternity testing center when he received a call from Secretary Zhao.
After the director of the identification center received the sample, he immediately asked his colleagues to start the identification process.
However, we encountered a problem while taking samples.
The director said that there was not much cellular material extracted from the drink straw, and it was doubtful whether it could be accurately identified. He asked if he could give more accurate samples - such as blood, body fluids, etc.
It was already difficult for Zhuo Yilin to get the straw. Where could he get the blood?
Before I finished my phone call with the director, my cell phone prompted a new call. I picked it up and saw that it was Secretary Zhao.
Secretary Zhao was his father's personal assistant. He must have something important to call when he called. Zhuo Yilin quickly switched the caller.
"Master Lin, Zhuo Dong accidentally fell down a few days ago and injured his right leg. He didn't let me tell you. He has been wearing a prosthetic leg for the past two days and it has been bleeding. I am worried about infection. After thinking about it, I still have to tell you.
, would you like to see if you are free to come over tonight?"
When Zhuo Yilin, who usually had a gentle face, heard this, his eyebrows tightened, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"Dr. Zhuo... didn't let me say it, because I was afraid you would worry."
"Then you won't worry me now?" Zhuo Yilin rarely spoke in this tone. He paused and quickly calmed down, "Send me the room number and I'll go there after get off work. Let him rest in bed now. Don’t walk with prosthetics anymore.”
"Yeah, I got it."
After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yilin immediately returned to the clinic to continue seeing patients.
He has excellent medical skills, and many people come here to call him an expert.
It's rare to have a doctor's appointment and it's impossible not to work overtime.
He was busy until after six o'clock, and finally saw all the registered patients. Because he had admitted a few more patients, he had to go to the inpatient department to check in and get settled.
By this time it was eight o'clock.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Secretary Zhao whispered as soon as he saw him: "Dong Zhuo has a fever. I wonder if he is infected..."
Zhuo Yilin looked at him seriously, said nothing, and quickly entered the room.
Zhuo Yueluan was leaning on the bedside, handling official business on his tablet computer. When he saw his son suddenly appearing, he raised his eyes: "Why are you here? Have you eaten?"
"No." Zhuo Yilin has a handsome face, elegant and delicate, but when he has a calm face and cherishes his words like gold, he is still quite intimidating.
Walking to the bed with long straight legs, he raised his hand and took out the tablet in front of his father, and the next second, he lifted the quilt.
"Hey -" Zhuo Yueluan hadn't finished replying to an email when the tablet suddenly disappeared. He grabbed it without even pulling it back, and then the quilt was lifted again.
In an instant, he understood and glanced at the assistant standing next to him.
Secretary Zhao bowed his head silently and simply left.
"It's red, swollen, and the skin is broken. If you don't take good care of your body anymore, my son, Hua Tuo, will be useless even if I'm alive!" Zhuo Yilin's face became darker after examining the stump of Zhuo Yueluan's amputated leg.
After saying this, he turned around and opened the medical kit he had brought with him. His long and clean fingers quickly took out a series of medical tools. When he turned around and got busy, he did not forget to give his disobedient father a mercury thermometer.
Zhuo Yueluan still had a gentle and kind look on his face, "I'm fine, it's just a low fever. I haven't been sick in a few years. I'll be fine if I get sick once in a while."
"If you don't want to go to the hospital, just be obedient."
Zhuo Yueluan immediately fell silent and took his temperature.
The next second, the pungent sting of medical alcohol hit him hard, and he couldn't help but frown.
Zhuo Yilin: "I met Ruan Qing today."
Zhuo Yueluan's face changed slightly, "When, noon? Did you make an appointment with her?"
Zhuo Yilin didn't reply. He didn't stop moving his hands and went straight to the topic: "Dad, just tell me, is she your biological daughter? She was born to you by Aunt Ruan, right?"
Zhuo Yueluan's face was slightly stunned, but only for a moment, his eyes showed melancholy and nostalgia.
"Mingzhu and I... did taste the forbidden fruit, but that time, I never dreamed that she would be pregnant. If I dared to even think about it, I wouldn't miss out on her for the rest of my life..."
Zhuo Yilin raised his eyes and glanced at him. He wanted to say something from a medical point of view, but when he saw his father's face was so deep and self-blaming, full of regrets, he stopped talking.
"Actually, when I came back that year, if I hadn't looked so miserable and embarrassed, I would have wanted to meet her. If I had met her, maybe I could talk about some things..."
There were obviously many opportunities to make up for mistakes, but I missed them again and again. Looking back now, every time I wake up from a dream, I burst into tears.
Zhuo Yilin took care of his wound, turned around, packed the blood-stained gauze, put it back in the medical box, then turned around and pulled out the thermometer.
"It's 38 degrees Celsius. I'll leave some medicine for you to take at night. I'll check the situation tomorrow. If you still have a fever, I'll come back."
Zhuo Yueluan looked at his son, "I have something to do tomorrow, so you don't have to come over."
"You still want to go out like this?"
"We have an appointment to meet Feng Moyan."
"What are you doing meeting him?"
"Xiaoqing doesn't want to see me. I don't know if it's because of those things on the Internet to avoid suspicion with me; or because of what I said last time, which made her resent me. But no matter what, she is most likely my daughter. I
You have to be responsible for her. I want to talk to Feng Moyan first, and if he conveys some words, the impact may be smaller."
Zhuo Yueluan didn't know that Yang Qianyu already knew everything and wanted to use the gentlest method to expose the relationship between the two.
Zhuo Yilin packed up the medical kit, picked out some pills, brought some water, and handed it to him: "Feng Moyan, from a personal perspective, my impression of him is average. If you talk to him, you probably won't be able to talk about anything.
Come on. You might as well wait until I get the results of the paternity test. If Xiaoqing is really your daughter, go directly to recognize her. Even if she can't accept it for a while, she will definitely be able to figure it out after some time."
Zhuo Yueluan was shocked when he heard this, "Paternity test result? What does it mean?"
"I had dinner with her today at noon, and I took away the straw she used to drink. Originally, even if you weren't feeling unwell, I would have come over to take samples in the evening."
But now, with blood-stained gauze, there is no need to take special blood samples.
Following his son's words, Zhuo Yueluan turned to look at the medical box, and then understood why he put the gauze away instead of throwing it directly into the trash can.
"Nonsense! Even if I want to do a paternity test, we should do it openly and openly after getting her consent. You are so sneaky and disrespectful to her!" Zhuo Yueluan has always been full of praise for his son's performance, but this time
Something he did made him angry.
But Zhuo Yilin had his own explanation, "Dad, some things should be straightforward, use the fastest method to come to a conclusion, and then do whatever you want. You have missed it once and lost so much, and now you have to do it again."
Are you hesitant and hesitant?"
"If Ruan Qing is your daughter, you will have your own bloodline in this life. Isn't this a good thing? If Ruan Qing is your daughter, then she will have close relatives and a solid backing. That letter
Do you still dare to treat her like that? Aunt Ruan has suffered in this life, and you have suffered in this life too. Ruan Qing has also suffered a lot in his life so far, receiving cold looks and even abuse - now there is a chance to end all this suffering, you
Don’t you want to hurry up?”
Zhuo Yueluan was speechless by what his son said.
Seeing that his father was convinced, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "It's getting late. You should rest quickly. I will go back to the hospital now and give the samples to the identification center. If the sampling goes well, the results will be available early tomorrow morning."