When she got to the ward next door, Wu Ma pushed open the door of the sick room and dared not follow in.

As soon as Gong Mohan walked in, he saw Yan Qianqian lying on the hospital bed.

Her dark hair, spread on the snow-white pillow towel, looks like her originally thin face, even thinner.

Gong Mohan sat down carefully in front of the hospital bed. Suddenly, through Yan Qianqian's hospital clothes, she saw a brand similar to a butterfly on Yan Qianqian's neck.

Gong Mohan was suddenly stiff there.

The panda's blood type is branded with a butterfly, and he is stiff there.

"Mom, I went to the temple to calculate my sister's life. People said that my sister must be branded with a butterfly. My sister will always be our family."

Gong Mohan insisted again and again, and her sister was often ill at that time. The family couldn't resist it, but from then on, her sister didn't get sick much.

Seeing the vivid butterfly mark, Gong Mohan trembled again at the thought of panda blood, and his eyes were excited.

Reach out and touch the shallow cheek with trembling.

No wonder he has different thoughts about the woman in front of him. It turns out that the woman lying in the hospital bed in front of him is his sister, his sister who has been separated for many years.

His fingers stroked Yan Qianqian's contour a little, and finally stayed on the vivid butterfly imprint on Yan Qianqian's neck.

At this time, Yan Qianqian slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Gong Mohan's hand on her neck.

His face turned white with fear. He took away Gong Mo Han's hand and exclaimed, "what are you going to do?"

She was going to get rid of Gong Mohan's hand. Who knows, her little hand was tightly held in her palm by Gong Mohan.

Moreover, Gong Mo Han's whole body was still shaking.

Yan Qianqian thought that Gong Mohan's disease had an attack and dared not move any more. He let Gong Mohan hold his hand tightly.

"Sister, you are really my sister." Gong Mohan said excitedly.

Gong Mohan's words completely stunned Yan Qianqian there. For a long time, Yan Qianqian was surprised and said, "Mr. Gong, I'm not your sister. I made a mistake."

Her biological parents are the Zhong family. How can Gong Mohan be her brother.

"My parents are Zhong Chenglei and ye LAN. I don't have a brother like you, Mr. Gong. I think you must have made a mistake."

"I will prove that I am not mistaken." Gong Mo Han said firmly.

Then in the afternoon, Zhong Chenglei, Ye Lan and Mrs. Zhong came to the hospital. At that time, Yan Qianqian had just had dinner. He was surprised to see Zhong Chenglei, Ye Lan and Mrs. Zhong.

But suddenly she understood what she meant, so she didn't speak. Gong Mohan must have his intention to call these people to the hospital.

Mrs. Zhong looked at her in the eyes, not indifference and ridicule, but compliment.

"Mrs. Zhong, you can tell my sister about her life experience." Gong Mo Han said coldly to Mrs. Zhong.

In a word, Ye Lan and Zhong Chenglei looked at old lady Zhong at the same time.

Ye Lan was even more shocked in her eyes. Although she didn't know why Gong Mohan came to them, her intuition always told her that it must not be a good thing.

At this time, hearing that Gong Mohan asked Mrs. Zhong to speak, Ye Lan suddenly looked at Mrs. Zhong in shock. Mrs. Zhong's face turned a little white. For a long time, in the cold and vicious eyes of Gong Mo, Mr. Zhong said humanely, "Ye Lan is a newborn girl. I want a grandson. As a result, people change it. Unexpectedly, the last change is a girl."

Hearing the speech, Ye Lan looked at old lady Zhong in disbelief.

Mrs. Zhong lowered her head.

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