"Miss Ji? The DNA you sent to our hospital for urgent testing has already got the results. You can come and get it! "

Like a thunderbolt, Ji Qianyu was instantly pulled back to reality: "the result What is it? "

After thinking about it all the time, Ji Qianyu suddenly finds that it's not as hard and painful as he imagined. Except for emptiness, he seems to have no feeling at all.

"This? Miss Ji, in order to prevent the poor experimental results and protect the privacy of patients, our hospital has regulations that the experimental results are sealed directly from the testing room. I can only see a sealed bag with your number and remarks, telephone name, and the specific information inside and the specific information of the tester. I can't see it. I can only take it away and open it myself! "

Listening to the nurse's explanation, Ji Qianyu's heart seems to have taken a reassuring pill. At the same time, she also has another heart hanging: the more careful the hospital is, the more uneasy and uneasy her heart is: it doesn't matter, just open it for me and tell me the result

At her insistence, the little nurse at that end let go, and then read the result to her:

" The results showed that the coincidence rate of a and B genes was 99%, and there was a genetic relationship between them, but not a biological father son relationship

Before the nurse's words were finished, the blind voice of the phone hung up came: "Hey, miss, do you want your report?"

Decadent crotch shoulder, Ji Qianyu's eyes a deep bottomless hole, the mobile phone on the ground has been ringing, but she no longer has the desire to pick up.

On this day, she sat in the office until dark, playing back the test results of two different copies of DNA issued by two hospitals, but her eyes fell straight on the farewell invitation letter on the table. When she got up, she picked up the envelope, put it into the shredder with the paper, and then walked out of the office like a ghost.

That night, when Feng Yiting came home, he heard the crackling sound from the kitchen.

When you walk in, it turns out that Ji Qianyu is busy in the kitchen. Not only is the oven moving, but also the heat is rising in the pot. At this time, she is cutting tomatoes.

She's not good at kitchen work. She doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't like to cook, except for cakes that can bake Western food. Feng Yiting is very clear about this. But he is very surprised by the smell of meat coming from the kitchen:

"Yuer, are you well? Let the servants do the work

He has never been too picky about food, and he doesn't ask her to know it. On the contrary, sometimes I hope she doesn't cook. She is relieved and his stomach suffers less.

Ji Qianyu is not good at cooking. He has to admit it! But if she is not proficient in it, she can bake cakes into works of art, her cooking, he is really bad evaluation.

"It's fast under the activity! I want to cook. Let's have noodles today She can only make this the best! Now it's too late to cram.

Looking at him, Ji Qianyu smiles like a flower. Under the light, he has a small face and a weak body. He is so beautiful.

I haven't seen her smile so happily for a long time. Feng Yiting's heart seems to melt: "OK! I eat what you do! My wife is a poison. I have to drink poison to quench my thirst. Who let me marry you? "

Joking, Feng Yiting also hugged her from behind, for this warm feeling, special attachment.

With a smile, Ji Qianyu also looked back at him.

Feng Yiting a quick peck fell over, she narrowed her eyes, the fundus of her eyes is also full of smile: "slow down! Why don't you change and get the bowl

Seeing that she didn't have the previous conflict, Feng Yiting was also happy. She did it in a bumpy way: "Oh, very soon!"

When I went back to my room, I put down my things and changed my casual clothes. Thinking of where, Feng Yiting went to his garden and picked a bunch of roses. When I went back to the kitchen, Ji Qianyu just finished cooking noodles, the simplest tomato and egg noodles in a pan. Unexpectedly, a portion of Feng Yiting's favorite braised pork was placed on the table. Although the color was a little dark, it looked like a model Like.

"Ting, looking at you is a shock

Nodding, Ji Qianyu laid out his chopsticks and took off his apron: "well, Wang Ma's whole process of guidance, I do it myself, absolutely can enter!"

As soon as he was about to sit down in Lafeng Yiting, he held a handful of red roses in his hand. In a moment, Ji Qianyu's eyes were bright. She reached out and took it:

"thank you

A careless, his hand was pricked with blood, came forward, sealed a ting, pulled it in his mouth: "urgent what? So careless! As if I had never seen a rose

Then he took the flowers over, and Feng Yiting found a high mouthed bottle and put it in. It had a different flavor when it was put on the dining table.

Sitting down, they began to eat, the simplest noodles with a plate of braised meat, even delicious to indescribable, see feng Yiting eat happily, Ji Qianyu is also very happy, just squint eyes, eyes bottom unconsciously floating on a shallow mist.After dinner, they went for a walk in the hospital hand in hand. When they turned back, Ji Qianyu suddenly turned over and jumped on Feng Yiting:

"Yiting, it seems that you have never carried me? I don't want to regret when I'm old and can't walk any more. Now you carry me ~ "

hold her steady and smile brightly:" ha ha, don't you? There should be! "

He held her back, she should not be a routine, countless things?

"No! I don't remember, but I didn't! "

Coquettishly clenching his neck, Ji Qianyu fell down: "no matter, today you want to carry me back ~"

in the future, she may never have such a chance!

"Good, good! Carry the baby back! The lazy baby is really killing me. How can I deal with it if I am too lazy in the future? " With emotion, Feng Yiting walked back steadily with her back.

"Hee hee, as usual! Who let Er Shao be powerful and omnipotent? "

Because they are in their own hospital, both of them are very relaxed. No matter whether they speak or not, the feeling of intimacy is full of sweet feeling.

All the way back to her room, put her down at the same time, two people can't help but give each other a kiss, embrace her, Feng Yiting just move, but Ji Qianyu stopped again:

"well, I haven't washed it yet! After supper! Tonight is up to you, OK? "

A soft language pressed a seal, surging excitement, do not want to destroy the atmosphere, he can only temporarily let go.

Then, Ji Qianyu cut off the cake and coffee. The small plate is not like a midnight snack, but more like afternoon tea.