Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly, her eyes growing increasingly cold: "The problem lies in the surgery."

Upon hearing this, everyone was jolted awake, especially Qiao Yong, whose face grew paler and paler. He placed his hand on his chest, as if he was trying his best to suppress something and stay awake to listen to the different truths told by Tang Yaoyao.

Yet it was equally horrifying.

Meng Qingyue swallowed hard several times. She stared at Tang Yaoyao, her eyes like those of a venomous snake with its jaws wide open, wanting to suck her blood and devour her flesh.

"Was there a problem with the surgery?"

This was Qiao Yong's question. His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible if the room hadn't been so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Tang Yaoyao nodded, then looked at Meng Qingyue, staring into her eyes like icicles, and said, word by word, "You may not know what kind of surgery you had, so let me explain it to you."

"Patients who need peripheral blood stem cell transplants have problems with hematopoietic function. The surgery requires the addition of hematopoietic stem cells from a donor. The new hematopoietic stem cells will establish a new immune system in the patient's body and generate blood circulation."

Tang Yaoyao is indeed a doctor. Modern medical techniques mostly originate from ancient times, and have been progressively improved and become more and more advanced. She has read many medical books and knows clearly what procedures this surgery will involve.

At this point, Meng Qingyue's expression had lost its previous arrogance, replaced by a pallor and even sorrow.

As Tang Yaoyao spoke, she felt a sense of satisfaction at revealing the truth, but also a deep sorrow for what had happened to Qiao Yong and her mother.

She remained silent for about ten seconds, and no one interrupted her.

Then, she raised an eyebrow again, her eyes filled with coldness: "After a hematopoietic stem cell transplant, if a DNA test is performed on the blood cells, the result will be completely different from the original, but consistent with the donor's."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at Qiao Yong, whose eyes were somewhat unfocused.

Upon hearing this, Su Mei gasped, her inner doubts almost blurting out, "The DNA analysis of the blood cells matches the donor's. Qiao Yong has donated hematopoietic stem cells before???"

This is the most crucial question.

Then, Qiao Yong's answer was exactly what everyone expected.

"When I graduated from university, I did donate bone marrow to the hospital, just as a way of doing good..."

He fell silent towards the end.

Meng Qingyue's last struggle vanished in vain. Her face was ashen, and she was somewhat limp. She slowly exhaled, and blood vessels began to appear in her eyes, eventually overflowing as if she were on the verge of collapse.

Qiao Yanzhi roughly understood the whole story, and her feelings were no longer just anger.

"The DNA test I ordered was indeed done using Fu Mengyao's blood stored in the hospital. That's why, no matter how many tests I do, she and Qiao Yong are still related as father and son."

Su Mei also looked at Meng Qingyue. She used this point to make everyone believe that Fu Mengyao was Qiao Yong's biological daughter, including Qiao Yong himself.

If it weren't for Brother Yao's ability to tell fortunes and predict what she had done, everyone would have believed it without a doubt.

Moreover, if Qiao Mingzhu finds out, her relationship with Qiao Yong will be completely over.

This woman's scheming is truly terrifying.

After a long pause, Meng Qingyue finally asked through gritted teeth, "Where's the evidence?"