Rebirth of the strongest business woman

Chapter 227 She's still cuter as before

An Jin sneered, with obvious sarcasm in her eyes, "Then what if, isn't that their child?"

Gu Lin was taken aback, then turned to look at An Jin, "Isn't it their child?"

He never thought that An Jin would joke about this kind of thing, so since she said so, it must be true.

"Mr. An, how do you know that the child doesn't belong to them? I remember that the child's eyes look very similar to that of Zheng's."

An Jin snorted coldly, "In this world, are there still few people who look alike? If they look alike, they must be father and son?"

Tang Song heard the certainty in An Jin's tone and understood her thoughts, but he still couldn't help telling him, "No matter what you do, you must pay attention to your body. The next time you get sick, it won't be such a coincidence. I'm still by your side!"

An Jin turned her head to look at Tang Song, curled her lips, raised her hand, and poked Tang Song's face with her finger, "You, you are still cuter like you were just now, don't tell me, you only look at me when I'm sick and in danger. Would you like to show that you care about me a little?"

Tang Song frowned, and grabbed her presumptuous fingers on his face, "Don't talk nonsense!"

An Jin looked at her fingers held by Tang Song, smiled, stopped talking, and quietly enjoyed this rare moment.

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In the Shanghai Nursing Home, Zheng Jiaming and Wenqin booked the VIP ward with the best conditions here, and hired two senior nurses to take care of their son. At the same time, the two took turns accompanying the bed every day, just to keep their son from waking up. After coming, there is no one close to me, and I will be afraid.

"Jiaming, why hasn't Congcong woke up yet? Could there be something wrong with the operation?" Wenqin sat by the bed, looked at her son who was still in a coma on the bed, and couldn't help asking worriedly.

Zheng Jiaming was even more worried than her, this was his only son.

"Why not, I'll go to the doctor for a good consultation, and you can stay here and take care of it."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Jiaming turned around and left the ward, walking towards the doctor's office.

"Huh? Wen Yucong in Ward No. 3 is actually type B blood?" Zheng Jiaming, who was passing by the nurse's station, heard his son's name, subconsciously stopped in his tracks, but did not walk over by accident, just listening to the two children The nurse speaks.

Another nurse nodded and said, "Yes, it's type B blood. What's the problem?"

"However, according to the information, one of his parents has type A blood and the other has type O blood. How could they have given birth to a child with type B blood?" Thinking that she had made a mistake, the nurse deliberately recalled the information, "Look, it's written on it."

"It's really true, oops, but it's not surprising, maybe this is their adopted child? Or, that man was cuckolded, and I don't know it. These days, this kind of thing Isn't there too much?"

Zheng Jiaming in the corner clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, and turned back to the ward.

After he left, the two little nurses glanced in the direction of his departure, then turned their heads and opened the door behind them.

"Mr. An, how did you see our performance just now?"

An Jin was very satisfied, took out two cards from her bag, and handed them to them respectively, "Thank you, foreign countries are a good place, I hope you can live happily after you get there."

"Thank you, Mr. An." The two little nurses took the card over, took off their nurse uniforms, took the things they had prepared, left the hospital, and went straight to the airport. After that, they never came back for the rest of their lives. Over China.

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