Surrounded by her family, Qin Mohan was transferred to a VIP ward.
Qin Jingyu gently tugged at Ye Qingcheng's sleeve and asked softly, "Mother, is that Father Emperor?"
Ye Qingcheng nodded and said softly, "The aura on him is definitely your father's."
"Shall we hurry and go to the ward?"
"Okay." Ye Qingcheng took her son's hand and quickened her pace to catch up.
Inside the spacious VIP ward, the Qin family members gathered around the bedside, their expressions full of concern.
Ye Qingcheng, holding Qin Jingyu's hand, stood quietly at a distance and waited.
After a short while, the atmosphere in the ward eased slightly.
Qin's mother turned around, her gaze falling on Ye Qingcheng and Qin Jingyu, and walked over.
Her tone was less distant than before, and more tinged with barely perceptible urgency and inquiry: "You just said you're Mo Han's wife? This is... your son?"
As she spoke, her gaze lingered particularly on Qin Jingyu's face.
Ye Qingcheng met her gaze, smiled slightly, and replied frankly, "Yes."
At this moment, Qin's father also came over, his brows slightly furrowed, and asked with the caution of a businessman, "Mo Han has never mentioned to us that he is already married."
Ye Qingcheng sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness, "We met and got married abroad. Mo Han didn't tell you, mainly because it was my personal decision; I didn't want to make it public too early."
After a moment's thought, Qin's father said, "Girl, if you don't mind, could you have Han'er and your son do a paternity test?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly.
In this era, paternity testing is the most authoritative proof.
That's fine. She can use this opportunity to confirm whether the person in the hospital bed is indeed Emperor Qin Mohan. If he is, that would be best. If not, they don't need to waste time here.
Thinking of this, she raised her eyes to meet Qin's father's gaze and calmly nodded: "Okay."
Seeing her agree so readily, the Qin family members all showed some joy, and someone immediately went to make arrangements.
While waiting for the results, the atmosphere in the ward subtly eased.
Madam Qin and Grandpa Qin were overjoyed. They pulled Qin Jingyu to their side, looked at him lovingly, and asked him about his well-being.
"Hey, if you ask me, whether we do the test or not, the result is obvious!"
Grandma Qin held Qin Jingyu's little hand, beaming from ear to ear, her eyes overflowing with affection. "Look at this child, he's practically a carbon copy of Han'er when he was little, how could he be wrong?"
"Yes, I can recognize the bloodline of the Qin family at a glance," Old Master Qin stroked his beard and smiled in agreement.
Then he deliberately put on a stern face, "But that brat Han'er, after all these years abroad, he actually got married and had such a big son without telling us! No wonder he always said he was busy with things abroad and wouldn't come back easily!"
“Exactly! When he wakes up, we’ll have to give him a good talking to!” Old Madam Qin replied with a smile, her tone stern yet full of affection.
In contrast, Qin's father and mother appeared much calmer.
The two stood a little distance away, talking in hushed tones, their gazes occasionally sweeping thoughtfully over Ye Qingcheng.
Time passed minute by minute.
Qin Mohan remained asleep in her hospital bed, her vital signs stable.
Madam Qin's affection for Qin Jingyu remained undiminished, and she continued to ask him questions incessantly.
Qin Jingyu kept Ye Qingcheng's instructions in mind and answered obediently and cautiously. Occasionally, his words were a little unusual, but the old folks just took it as a difference in his life overseas.
About two hours later, there was a gentle knock on the ward door.
A doctor in a white coat walked in quickly, carrying a folder, with a formal yet respectful smile on his face.
"Mr. Qin, Chairman Qin, the appraisal report is out."
In an instant, everyone's eyes in the ward were focused on that thin document.
Qin's father immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "What was the result?"
The doctor handed over the folder, his tone filled with undisguised joy: "Chairman Qin, after expedited testing, the probability of a parent-child relationship is 99.9991%, confirming that they are father and son."
"That's wonderful!" Old Madam Qin exclaimed joyfully, excitedly hugging Qin Jingyu tightly. "I knew it! He's the Qin family's golden grandson! I was absolutely right!"
Grandpa Qin laughed heartily, stroking his beard and nodding repeatedly. When he looked at Ye Qingcheng again, his eyes were filled with the gentleness and approval of an elder.
Qin's father carefully examined the clear data and conclusions on the report, and he let out a long, almost imperceptible sigh of relief.
Qin's mother stepped forward and took Ye Qingcheng's hand affectionately, her tone filled with apology and pity: "Good child, you've really suffered. You must have endured a lot of hardship over the years. It's our Qin family's negligence that's to blame."
Ye Qingcheng replied with a smile, "No, Mo Han has always taken good care of us."
At this moment, Ye Qingcheng was absolutely certain that the Qin Mohan on the hospital bed was her husband, Emperor Qin Mohan, and she was overjoyed.
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