<h4>Chapter 239: No Possibility!</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Larbre Studio <strong>Editor: </strong>Larbre Studio


    Mo Yixuan sat beside the his mother’s bed in the ward. Having not closed his eyes all night, his eyes were full of traces of blood. As the only child, he was under great pressure. Every time his parents got sick, especially, he would feel extremely exhausted.


    Before, at least he had his wife beside him, so when his parents were sick, He Xiyan would take care of them and evenforted him, so he could work at ease.


    This time there was only himself. Servants are employed after all, taking care of the patients was not part of their job. So it was indeed very nice of them to take care of the patients here. The nursing workers who were all paid to do things actually did not look after his mother wholeheartedly. He even worried that once he left the hospital, the so-called nursing workers would treat his mother badly or do things perfunctorily. After all, such news came out from time to time.


    Li Qin’s fingers moved a little at this time. Her lips parted as well as if saying something, but her voice was very low.


    “Mom... What do you want to say?” Mo Yixuan asked his mother in bed, holding her hand tightly.


    “Er...”, Li Qin uttered this sound several times and said a few sentences. However, they were extremely unclear, partly because of thenguage barrier caused by cerebral infarction, as the doctor said.


    Mo Yixuan only clearly heard the word “child”.


    “Mom, don’t worry about it. I’ll deal with the child’s thing. You just stay here and recover from your disease.”


    After that, he let go of her mother’s hand, and then went to ask the doctor if his mother really had anguage barrier and could not speak normally in the future.


    Wu Xiaomin came from another building, with the results of paternity test in hands.


    The yellow bag hadn’t been unpacked yet.


    Wu Xiaomin handed the things to Mo Yixuan and said.


    “Sir, this is the result of the paternity test.”


    Mo Yixuan took over the yellow bag as if he was taking a bomb instead of a bag. He stared straight at the bag, his fingers holding tightly and his eyesight dark and heavy.


    Several minutes past, he then unpacked the packing line and pulled out pieces of paper from it.


    The words “DNA Identification Report” were printed big and clear on the paper.


    He took a deep breath, his trembling fingers opening the documents. Soon the results of the identification were clearly disyed on the paper:


    The cumtive paternity index (CPI value) was less than 0.001, and the rtive chance of paternity (RCP) was less than 0.001%.


    DNA Identification Opinion: ording to the test down in our center, there was no possibility that Mo Ye was Mo Yixuan’s biological son.


    Mo Yixuan was astounded as if struck by lightning.


    Finally, the words “no possibility” was like a knife stabbing into his heart. Suddenly, he leaned against the wall and touched his chest with his hand, painful enough like splitting a wound.


    The report in hand also fell to the ground.


    Although he anticipated such result yesterday, he still felt it strikingly astonishing when the evidence was presented before his eyes so clear and distinct.


    “What’s wrong with you, Mr. Mo?” As soon as Wu Xiaomin came out of the ward, she saw Mo Yixuan leaning against the wall with his hand over his chest as if suffering from some kind of intolerable pain.


    She hurried over to hold his arm and asked anxiously.


    “Do you need to see a doctor?”


    Mo Yixuan closed his eyes miserably, biting his lips so hard that they were even about to bleed. Besides, he looked as if he had suffered a severe blow.


    “No need!” He shook his head and said, “Don’t let my mother know about the test results, and don’t tell anyone else that this child is non-biological. You go to the ward first. I’m fine.”


    After saying that, he picked up the report.