Chapter 239: Impossible!

Mo Yixuan was sitting beside the hospital bed. He hadn't closed his eyes all night, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. As an only child, he was under great pressure, and every time his parents fell ill, it almost left him mentally and physically exhausted.

Before, at least he had his wife by his side. When his parents were sick, He Xiyan took care of him and even comforted him, telling him not to worry and to work peacefully.

Now he is alone. The servants are hired after all. Taking care of patients is actually not within their scope of work. It is good that they can help take care of them here. The hired nurses are paid to do things, and Even if he wasn't really here to take care of his mother, he was worried that once he left the hospital, these so-called caregivers would mistreat his mother or be perfunctory. After all, there were news like this from time to time.

Li Qin's fingers moved at this time, and her lips opened, as if she was saying something, her voice was very low.

"Mom...what do you want to say?" Mo Yixuan asked his mother on the bed, holding her mother's hand tightly.

Li Qin said "uh..." several times and said one or two words, but her words were extremely unclear. It seemed that she had a language barrier due to cerebral infarction, just as the doctor said.

Mo Yixuan only heard the word "child" clearly.

"Mom, don't worry about it. I will take care of the child's affairs. You can take good care of yourself here."

After saying that, he let go of his mother's hand, and then called the doctor to see if his mother really had a speech impediment and would no longer be able to speak normally.

Wu Xiaomin came from another building, holding in her hand the results of the paternity test that had just come out.

The yellow packaging bag has not been opened yet.

Wu Xiaomin handed the things to Mo Yixuan. said:

"Sir, this is the appraisal result that just came out."

Mo Yixuan took the yellow information bag, and it seemed that what he took was not a bag but a bomb. He stared straight at the bag, squeezing it tightly between his fingers. His eyes were dark and heavy.

I don't know how many minutes passed before he opened the packaging line and took out the pieces of paper.

The words "DNA identification report" were written clearly on the paper.

He took a deep breath and flipped through the contents with trembling fingers. Soon the results of the appraisal were clearly displayed on the paper:

(The cumulative paternity index (CPI value) is less than 0.001, and the autosomal paternity probability (RCP) is less than 0.001%.

DNA test opinion: After identification by our center, the probability that Mo Ye is Mo Yixuan's biological son is: impossible! )

Mo Yixuan felt like he was struck by lightning.

The last word "impossible" was like a knife suddenly piercing his heart. He suddenly leaned against the wall and touched his chest with his hand, feeling excruciating pain.

The appraisal certificate in his hand also fell to the ground.

Although I had guessed that this would be the result yesterday, it was still so shocking when the evidence in black and white was put in front of me.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" As soon as Wu Xiaomin came out of the ward, she saw Mo Yixuan who was leaning against the wall and holding his chest as if in unbearable pain.

She hurried over and held his arm. He asked worriedly:

"Do you want to see a doctor?"

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes in pain, biting his lip hard with his teeth, almost bleeding. And he looked as if he had been greatly shocked.

"No!" He shook his head and said, "Don't let my mother know about the identification first, and don't tell anyone about the fact that the child is not your biological child. You go to the ward first, I'm fine."

After saying that, he picked up the appraisal report.