Chapter 1170

After crying for a long time, wenjo asked her, "do you want to test it?"

Zhao Xia wiped tears: "to test, or I and every year are not clear."

At present, Ren Chao called his family and asked his brother to send him back every year.

As soon as Zhao Xia saw the child, she cried. She was still young every year. She didn't know anything. She looked at her parents nervously. She didn't dare to say anything. Her eyes were innocent and aggrieved.

Wenjo was a little worried.

Two people respectively took blood samples. The hospital's express express service took six hours to produce the results. The whole party was waiting in the hospital, and they were also waiting for each year.

Until the night, the results came out, the Dean took the report, directly to Zhao Xia.

Zhao Xia didn't dare to open it for a moment.

Whether it is or not, it doesn't seem to be the result she wants.

But anyway, she opened the report, and she didn't know how to read it, so wenjo went up to tell her.

The probability that the child and she are mother and son is only 0.1%.

It's not her son.

Zhao Xia burst into tears. She didn't feel happy because of her injustice. Her son was wrongly held. Her son, who has been raising for several years, is not her own son. She is full of mixed feelings.

Through the door, Wenqiao saw the little boy sitting on the bench. It was already eleven o'clock. He was probably sleepy, with his head tilted and sleeping. Ren Chao sat next to him. After all, he pulled his little hand and let the little boy sleep on his lap.

Whether it is biological or not, raised for a few years, that is when the son raised, must have feelings, how can not heartache?

An outsider looked at her and felt sorry for the little boy.

Zhao Xia couldn't stop her tears. Wenqiao comforted her: "since it's a mistake, we should solve the problem. The hospital should be responsible."

Zhao Xia took Wenqiao's hand and said, "I think you are capable. Can you help me?"

"You say, what we can do will help you do it."

Zhao Xia is also a reasonable person: "if you help me, I will certainly do what you asked before."

That's to say, we agreed to donate blood.

Wenjo nodded, "say it."

"I've been raising it for five years every year, and I really can't bear to..."

Wenjo patted her on the back: "don't worry. I hope there will be a happy ending in the end."

Because she was born in Hangzhou maternal and child health care hospital. Hangzhou is not a big city. The wrong child should also be in Hangzhou. Even if the two children return to their places, they should still be in Hangzhou, and they can often move around.

Wenqiao pacifies Zhao Xia and leaves the ward to let Ren Chao take the child home first.

Ren Chao's eyes were red: "can you help me take the baby back? I I want to stay here and take care of her. "

Wenqiao puzzled: "that also depends on whether you take care of her?"

Sure enough, Zhao Xia's second brother came out and said coldly, "you don't need to take care of us. We Zhao family have someone to take care of it."

Ren Chao didn't talk to Zhao Xia. He left the hospital with a disheartened face. The child fell asleep. He held it in his arms. Even though he knew what was going on at home, he was still a five-year-old child, and he was sleeping heavily at the moment.

On the way, Ren Chao couldn't stop sighing. Other men didn't know how to comfort him.

Only wenjo barely had two points of feminine tenderness.

"You shouldn't have doubted your wife." Wen Qiao is a woman and naturally has the ability of empathy.