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"Judging from the matching results, the patient is very lucky. Her brother's bone marrow has a high degree of matching and is very suitable for bone marrow transplantation." The doctor announced to everyone holding up the report card in his hand.

"Great, great, Xiaosheng is saved!" Nan Mei cried excitedly while hugging the pale Mo Wentao, "Wen Tao, your sister is saved!"

Mo Chengcheng also heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing Mo Wentao looking like he was going to die, he patted him on the head: "Pumping some bone marrow to save your sister, I don't want you to change your life for another, this is a good way to do it." What a system!"

"Sorry to interrupt." The doctor looked a little confused, looked at the report in his hand again, and then looked at Mo Wentao, "Are you Mr. Mo Wentao?"

Mo Wentao didn't respond, Nan Mei answered for him, with a hint of nervousness in her tone: "Yes, doctor, what's the problem? Is he not fit for marrow donation?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not about this, but..."

After speaking, the doctor turned to look at Mo Yancheng who was silent at the side, and continued, "The one with the highest bone marrow matching degree is this Mr. Mo Yancheng."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Mo He spoke first: "Yancheng and Xiaosheng are half-brothers, but Mo Wentao and Xiaosheng are siblings from the same mother. How can it be that Yancheng has a better match?" ?”

"Same mother?" The doctor was even more confused, and flipped through the report in his hand, "Impossible, Mr. Mo Chengcheng has type A blood, and Ms. Nan Mei has type O blood. It is impossible for the combination of the two to give birth to Mo Wentao." Mr. B blood type."

"Type B blood?" Mo Chengcheng's eyes widened, and he pointed to the report in the doctor's hand, "Wen Tao is obviously the same as Xiao Sheng, they are both type O blood, is there something wrong?"

The doctor handed the report to Mo Chengcheng, pointed to the column of blood type, and said: "The report shows that Mr. Mo Yancheng has type O blood, and with the high degree of matching between him and the patient, if we want to talk about the same mother, the patient is the same as Mo Yancheng. Mister is."

"Could it be...could it be time for sampling, confused?" Nan Mei asked with trembling lips.

The doctor glanced at her: "The samples are all marked, and the possibility of confusion is very low, but I still suggest you do a paternity test."

The results of the paternity test came out soon. Mo Chengcheng took the report and held it tightly in his hand, he dared not open it. Finally, he took a deep breath and held the report in front of Mo He: "Ahe, you Let's see."

Mo He looked down at the report card, nodded, reached out to take it, turned to the page of the appraisal result, frowned, and looked up at Mo who was sitting on the chair and had never spoken or even moved. Yancheng, said: "Mo Wentao, he is not the child of you and Aunt Nan, but Yancheng...he is."

Nan Mei was shocked when she heard the result, pushed away Mo Wentao who was beside her, stretched out her hand and snatched the list from Mo He's hand, stared blankly at the appraisal result, froze for a long time, then fell back suddenly Go, Mo Chengcheng hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"How...how is it possible? This...this is impossible...why is this happening?" Nan Mei murmured to herself with blank eyes.

After helping Nan Mei to the chair and sitting down, Mo Chengcheng coldly glanced at Mo Wentao who was squatting in the corner, and said to the housekeeper who followed: "Xiao Chen, call me to bring Dr. Zhao!"

Twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Mo Chengcheng walked into the VIP lounge of the hospital. When he saw Mo Wentao squatting on the side with his head in his arms, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face. To help him up, Mo Chengcheng said in a deep voice: "Zhao Chen, we have been friends for 10 years."

Zhao Chen paused, turned around to look at Mo Chengcheng, and nodded: "Well, I have been in Mo's family for 30 years."

"In the past 30 years, you have been responsible for the health of our whole family, and all the medical examination reports have passed through your hands. I just want you to give me a reason." Mo Chengcheng frowned, and said to Zhao Chenyang Check out the identification report in Yang's hand.

Zhao Chen sighed heavily, glanced at Mo Wentao, then at Mo Yancheng, and said, "I always thought that I could keep it a secret for a lifetime."

"Why are you doing this?!" Nan Mei suddenly screamed.

Mo Chengcheng took her into his arms and tried his best to comfort her.

Zhao Chen smiled wryly: "Wen Tao's mother and I were classmates in junior high school. She has always been my sweetheart, but she has her heart attached to Cheng Cheng. She had no intention of interfering in your marriage. That accident was because she was confused for a moment, and the two On the day the child was born, she changed the child while no one was paying attention, and took Yancheng away. I didn’t know it at first. I searched for her for a long time, but when I found her, the child was no longer with her. She was seriously ill and begged me to help her. She keeps it a secret, she just wants her children to be well. I know, it's not right, but... this is the last wish of a poor woman, a sad mother. I..."

"What about me? I'm not pitiful, am I not sad?" Nan Mei burst into tears, "My husband betrayed me and made secret ties with other women, and my child was deliberately abandoned. For many years, it was that woman’s son, why? Why is she?!!!”

"I'm sorry, all of this is my responsibility. I'm sorry for this child Yancheng, and I'm sorry for your husband and wife." Zhao Chen bowed deeply to Mo Yancheng and Mo Chengcheng and his wife respectively, walked over and pulled Mo Wentao to the door. In front of Mo Chengcheng, "However, this child is innocent, he is also your biological son, and you are his father, you must never give up on him."

"Innocent?" Nan Mei broke free from Mo Chengcheng's restraint, and pointed at Mo Wentao's nose, "He knows everything, what face does he have to say he is innocent? He lied to me for so many years, lied to me for so many years... .”

Such a situation is really unbelievable.

Mo Yancheng is actually the child of Mo Chengcheng and Nan Mei, and Mo Wentao is the so-called illegitimate child. Mo Yancheng was taken away maliciously and discarded. If it wasn't for the kindness of Chen Yueqing and his wife to bring him up, what would he do? ?

Mo Yancheng sneered, and looked at a few people not far away: "The civet cat for the prince? It's a good show."

Mo He sighed secretly, walked to Mo Yancheng's side, and held his hand silently.

Mo Yancheng and him looked at each other, with emotions that Mo He couldn't figure out brewing in his eyes, but he couldn't figure it out, but he felt a pain in his heart, that kind of feeling that he couldn't see the tears but seemed to see that the tears had already burst.

Mo He knows, has always known, that Mo Yancheng is desperate for face, and it's not that he doesn't care. He just pulled a mask and put it on his face to hide all his emotions. In front of these people, his disdain is his Last dignity.

However, the mask was smashed into pieces by Nan Mei's fist. It was completely shattered, defeating the last line of defense.

"Yancheng!" Nan Mei rushed over and hugged Mo Yancheng, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom is wrong, mom is wrong!"

Mo Yancheng pulled Nan Mei's hand away expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Don't dare, my mother is just a little girl who sells spicy hot pot, she died a long time ago."

"No! I'm your mother! You are my own! You must accept me!" Nan Mei yelled sharply, and hugged Mo Yancheng again relentlessly.

Mo Yancheng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and pushed her away, and said forcefully, "No, you are not!"

"Yancheng, you..." Mo Chengcheng walked over, hesitant to speak.

"I can't afford to be the prince of the Mo family." Mo Yancheng let out a sly smile, and then he couldn't restrain himself from growling, "My life trajectory has been tampered with by you time and time again, why do you do what you say, now It's mine, it's mine, I can do whatever I want! Get the hell out of here!"

Seeing that Mo Yancheng turned around and ran out after roaring, Mo He hurriedly chased after him.

When walking out of the hospital gate, Mo Yancheng stopped, he looked around blankly, finally turned around, hugged Mo He who was closely behind him, and buried his face on his shoulder, tears soaked instantly Mo He's clothes were scalding hot.

Mo He raised his arms and hugged Mo Yancheng back, stroking his back gently up and down, without saying anything, comfort?No, Mo Yancheng doesn't need it, he will come out soon, he is Mo Yancheng, um, he is Mo Yancheng, he is just venting, and he will come back after venting.

There are many people coming in and out of the hospital gate, occasionally looking sideways, but no one stays. After all, there are too many helplessness and injustice in this world. Life has always been like this. It gives you the right to walk this way, but I like to kick you at critical moments and kick you on another road.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo He finally couldn't bear it, pushed Mo Yancheng away, looked at his moist eyes and red and swollen nose, sighed, and said, "Now? What are your plans?"

Mo Yancheng wiped his face, took a deep breath, let out a long breath, twitched the corners of his mouth, and showed an ugly smile: "I want to have supper with Xicheng, long time no see, I miss him."

Mo He nodded, reached out to hail a taxi, and sat in it with Mo Yancheng.

Ten minutes later, Mo He and Mo Yancheng knocked on the door of Moxi City's apartment.

"Brother? Why are you here?" Mo Xicheng was wearing pajamas and was about to go to bed. When he saw two people knocking on his door in the middle of the night, he seemed a little dazed.

Mo Yancheng grinned, put his arms around Moxicheng's neck, walked into the apartment together, and said with a smile: "Of course I miss you!"

Mo Xicheng struggled to break free from under Mo Yancheng's arms, straightened his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then frowned and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, you..."

The next moment, he fell silent, walked into the kitchen instead, poured out two glasses of water, handed them to Mo Yancheng and Mo He, and said: "At this time, only the barbecue downstairs is available, but they don't give it away. You can go down and pack it yourself.”

Mo Yancheng downed the whole glass of water in one breath, jumped up from the sofa, and said, "Okay, I'll go down to buy, you wait, no one is allowed to sleep!"

After Mo Yancheng closed the door, Moxicheng looked at Mohe and asked, "What's wrong with him? A big man cried to such a virtue."

Mo He took a sip of water, and explained concisely: "He is a legitimate child, not an illegitimate child. He was deliberately exchanged and abandoned."

Mo Xicheng was shocked, and it took him a long time to find his voice, and sighed in a low voice: "My brother is really miserable..."

That night, Mo Yancheng dragged Moxicheng and Mohe to eat a lot of barbecue, drank a lot of wine, chattered and chatted, and fell asleep on the sofa until dawn .

Only then did Mo He heave a sigh of relief, and asked Mo Xicheng to find a blanket to cover him, and after cleaning up the mess with Mo Xicheng, he called Mo Chengcheng's phone number.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I heard Mo Yancheng's voice behind me: "Ahe, it's really nothing, if Mo Wentao's mother hadn't taken me away, I wouldn't have met you, because with you, all this It’s like nothing, really…”

Mo He didn't turn around, stood quietly for a long time, and replied softly: "En."