Rebirth in the abortion operating room, the rough husband domineeringly dotes on him

Chapter 59 I don’t have a birthmark

Jiang Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the man's passionate eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"Dr. Xiao did a paternity test for me. Take a look." Jiang Zhixing's fingers trembled in panic. He took out a crumpled test sheet from his pocket and wanted to give it to the man. look.

Uneasy and uneasy like never before.

Unexpectedly, the man actually struggled and waved his hand: "No, no, you, you are my son. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were." The man didn't even bother to go see a paternity test.

He stubbornly looked at Jiang Zhixing's eyebrows, his eyes shining: "I won't admit it, you are my son."

The man said with such certainty that he even had the strength to grab Jiang Zhixing's hand and hold it tightly: "I am very happy to be able to see you before I die. If your mother knew, I’m very happy that you’re back.”

Jiang Zhixing felt sad. It turned out that he really knew that he was his son just by meeting him once.

His thoughts were complicated, and the paternity test in his hand seemed like a joke. Jiang Zhixing could no longer hold the thin paper, and let it slowly float to the ground: "You are so sure." His voice was hoarse, and his fingers Clenched tightly into the flesh.

The man nodded laboriously: "Bao'er, flesh and blood are connected, I, I know it's you."

The man said firmly. When you were a child, you had a mole on your lower back. Your mother, your mother said, it was to protect your health and safety. You, you were in very good health at that time and had never been sick. "

"Now, are you okay now?" When the man asked the last sentence, there was no expression on his face, but his dark eyes were filled with concern.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Zhixing lowered his eyes, looked at the man's pale fingers, and said in a deep voice, "I don't have a birthmark."

The man's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Jiang Zhixing's waist in panic: "No, it's impossible. How could there be no birthmark?"

Jiang Zhixing suddenly withdrew his hand and stood up. He didn't wait for the man to finish speaking and looked at him steadily: "Yes, I don't have a birthmark. I may not be your son. I may have made a mistake. I'll leave first." .

After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away in a hurry, not daring to listen to the next words.

"Bao'er." A man shouted anxiously from behind.

Jiang Zhixing's mind was in a state of confusion. He wandered around the hospital with the word birthmark echoing in his mind. Could it be that without a birthmark, his father would not even be able to hold hands with him?
The biological father he had just found was gone in the blink of an eye, and the horrific childhood experiences played over and over again in his mind.

He even bumped into Xiao Le when he walked to the door.

The door of the ward was not closed. Xiao Le witnessed Jiang Zhixing's sudden madness. He anxiously tried to stop him, but failed.

The man in the ward became increasingly agitated, and the ventilator issued a beeping warning.

Xiao Le could no longer care about Jiang Zhixing. He immediately wanted to call a doctor, but was stopped by the man.

"Xiao Le. I, I have something to say." The man struggled to stare at Xiao Le, lying on the bed without any strength. For the first time, he lowered his posture like this and begged him helplessly.

Xiao Le raised his head to prevent the man from seeing his loss of composure at that moment.

The ward door was closed, and Xiao Le sat beside the man's bed.

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and then smiled slowly and said: "Thank you for finding him back. Also, this matter has never had anything to do with you, and I have never blamed you. In the future, you can The burden has been lifted."

It seemed that he had found his son. The man looked more relaxed than ever before. He looked at Xiao Le's face and his expression fell into memories. It seemed that he had returned to a time long ago, when his family was still living carefree with the boy.

None of the accidents happened.

Xiao Le couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and the corners of his eyes became wet. He blinked quickly to make himself look normal.

The man didn't seem to notice, and continued to speak; "I've known about my physical condition for a long time, and I can't hold on for long, so there are some things I want to explain to you, and I can only explain them to you." Thinking of the man's half-life experience After experiencing the situation, he was almost alone. He lowered his head quietly, his voice was dull and choked: "You tell me."

He is such a smart person, no one can hide his physical condition from him, it's all his fault for taking it for granted.

The man looked at Xiao Le's back seriously and said in a solemn tone: "The property under my name includes two houses in Beijing, some personal belongings, and some antiques. I will give you the new house, the old house and ours Leave the things to Bao'er, help me return the antiques to the old house, don't let them know Bao'er's existence, it's like cannibalism in a wealthy mansion."

His Bao'er should still choose the lifestyle he wanted. Bao'er came back too late, and he could no longer help Bao'er.In the future life, Baoer still has to fight on his own.

"The same goes for you. From now on, you will gradually cut off all contact with them." After all, the man was worried about Xiao Le and warned him again.

Xiao Le had already started crying uncontrollably. He buried his face in his hands, bent over, and his shoulders were shaking violently.

He didn't care about anything, he wanted him to survive, but God didn't agree and wanted to take him away.

He even selfishly wanted to leave everything about him behind.

"Don't, don't cry." The man moved his fingers, trying to wipe away his tears. The next moment, Xiao Le suddenly pressed on the man, and then a wet and gentle kiss fell on the man's forehead. Then, he stood up suddenly and looked at the man with a brave face, his eyes were stubborn and he didn't say a word.

The man just smiled bitterly, his face still gentle, but his face became more and more gloomy: "You." He looked at the young man's stubborn eyes and sighed softly: "Live well."

Live well, such heavy words, why didn't Xiao Le understand the meaning? He turned around suddenly and ran out of the ward as if running away.

Jiang Zhixing walked out of the hospital in a state of confusion. For some reason, he felt waves of pain in his head. The long-standing memories began to revive again. He staggered on the steps and missed a step. Suddenly, someone pulled him.

"Zhixing, you don't want your life." A sassy female voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Zhixing raised his head blankly. Opposite him was a young girl of medium height and fashionable clothing, frowning at him.

"Gongsun Liuli" Jiang Zhixing said blankly.

Gongsun Liuli is 22 years old, and she met Jiang Zhixing when they were on the set. The two of them have a common language, and their relationship is a little more familiar than the average person.

"What's wrong with you, you look like you're in a state of despair, and you still show up in the capital." Gongsun Liuli looked at Jiang Zhixing strangely. "What, you accepted the role?"

Jiang Zhixing was silent, shook his head, covered his forehead and leaned against the tree trunk behind him: "I'm fine, no."

"You're really fine." Gongsun Liuli already knew his temper and understood what he meant, but he still didn't believe it. Do you want me to send you to the hospital for a checkup?

Jiang Zhixing's forehead throbbed with pain: "No need,"

He still has things to deal with.

We still have to face what we should face: "I still have something to do, you can leave first."

He said, turned around and walked towards the hospital.

Gongsun Liuli was a little unhappy and stood on the side staring at Jiang Zhixing's back.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhixing's heart suddenly felt a stab of pain, and he couldn't control himself and fell down.

"Hey, be careful." Gongsun Liuli was startled, and immediately ran two steps and supported Jiang Zhixing's body.

"Jiang Zhixing." Xiao Le's gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)