Chapter 55 Sisters
Zhang Mo recognized the logo at the bottom of the page; it was the logo of the private hospital where she had previously arranged for Han Xiao and her family to have a physical examination as an "employee benefit."
It seems Han Xiao did have a physical exam, but we haven't discussed reimbursement with her yet.
Of course, that's not the point.
The key point is that Zhang Mo discovered something incredible on the first page of these four scribbled-out medical examination reports.
She glanced at Han Le, who was still unpacking a package, and after thinking for a moment, tentatively asked, "Did your sister take you to a private hospital for your medical check-up before? I heard that some hospitals limit the number of times you can get a check-up, and each person can only get one every five years?"
Han Le didn't realize that Zhang Mo was trying to get information out of him, and said in surprise, "There's such a thing? We have physical examinations every year, and we've never heard of such a restriction."
"Oh, maybe I misheard." Zhang Mo casually looked away, her gaze falling on the freshly opened paint set on the coffee table, and asked again, "Are you... an art student?"
Han Le took out another box of pencils and nodded, "Yes."
Zhang Mo: "How are your academic classes?"
Han Le looked ashamed: "...It's because my academic grades are so bad that my sister made me learn to draw."
Zhang Mo: "...Keep it up."
Zhang Mo looked at Han Le's high nose bridge and perfect double eyelids, and found that she bore no resemblance whatsoever to the 16-year-old Han Xiao posted by charity anchor Da Xi.
Silent gaze fell upon the two medical examination reports at the top—
If they really did have a physical examination every year, then if anyone in their family had passed biology, they should have discovered long ago that an AB-type mother cannot give birth to an O-type daughter.
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Han Xiao arrived home quickly.
She was so happy today that she even brought back a rather expensive bottle of red wine.
You should know that her family is mostly sick people or young children, and she had never drunk alcohol at home before.
Han Le was right; Aunt Liu's cooking skills were truly excellent. Even though there were only a few people eating, she still managed to prepare eight dishes and two soups. Every dish was beautifully presented, fragrant, and delicious, making everyone's mouths water.
During this time, the two sisters' mother woke up, and Aunt Liu helped her to sit down. However, perhaps a little afraid of strangers, she only drank a bowl of chicken soup and then went back to her room on her own.
She was a very large woman, probably weighing 180 pounds. She appeared to be physically healthy, but her eyes were unfocused.
According to Han Le, things are much better now. Before, her mother would hit her. It took the three of them—Han Le, her sister, and Aunt Liu—to restrain her.
But no one ever blamed her, because it wasn't her fault.
The meal was enjoyed by both host and guests. Han Xiao, unusually, allowed his sister to drink, and even Aunt Liu had a little. Zhang Mo also joined in with a drink.
Han Le, a high school girl who had never drunk alcohol before, started to feel the effects of the alcohol after dinner. Although she only drank half a glass, she was still dizzy and collapsed on the living room sofa.
Her little face was almost as red as a tomato.
Han Xiao was practically dying of laughter. He sat down next to her, recording a video on his phone while nagging, "Look at you! Aren't you ashamed? Last year, your classmate invited you out for drinks for his birthday, and when I didn't let you go, you got angry with me. Now you know your place, don't you?"
"Master, stop chanting, stop chanting..." Han Le's head was buzzing, and he grabbed his sister's hand. "Sister... I'm dizzy, sing for me."
Han Xiao reached out and touched her burning little face, his eyes filled with love, and softly began to sing.
Han Le wore a satisfied smile. Although the alcohol made her feel a little uncomfortable, her sister's singing was undoubtedly the best antidote.
When Zhang Mo came back from washing her hands in the bathroom, this was the scene she saw.
Outside the window, night had fallen, and twinkling lights twinkled in the distance. The soft light from the living room bathed the two sisters, creating a particularly warm and cozy atmosphere.
Han Xiao sang the first song she wrote when she debuted, a very heartwarming folk song about two stray kittens.
Born in the mud, struggling to survive, scattered to the ends of the earth, and finally reunited.
That year, Han Xiao was 20 years old. With this song, as an ordinary person, she moved everyone with her simple and clear voice. In that singing competition variety show, she defeated a group of celebrities and won first place.
It turned out that it was a song she wrote for her younger sister.
"Sister, I wish I were really a kitten. I'd live in your pocket and never leave, staying with you forever..."
"Don't be ridiculous, your sister's haute couture dress didn't even have pockets."
"Sister, you are the best sister in the world..."
"Hmm, of course."
Zhang Mo listened and sighed inwardly.
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It was late at night. After taking the tipsy Han Le back to his room to rest, it was time for Zhang Mo to leave.
Han Xiao personally escorted Zhang Mo to the underground parking garage and waited with her in the car for the designated driver to arrive.
Zhang Mo had been thinking that since Han Xiao was in such a good mood today, she shouldn't tell her about this yet. But then Han Xiao, sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Come on, if you have any bad news, just say it."
"How did you know?" Zhang Mo was taken aback. She hadn't expected Han Xiao to be so perceptive. She thought she had done a great job just now.
Unexpectedly, Han Xiao was even more stunned than her upon hearing this: "No way, I was just asking for fun. Is there really bad news???"
Han Xiao has had a bad life, so she has always been mindful of potential dangers even in times of peace.
I often ask people around me if there's any bad news lately.
She's already learned from experience that these kinds of sudden feints are especially effective at getting the truth out of people!
But she really didn't expect that such a wonderful day would bring bad news!
Zhang Mo: "......"
Han Xiao: "......"
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
Even Zhang Mo, who was intelligent his whole life, couldn't withstand the sudden outbursts of a reckless man.
Han Xiao: "What bad news? Another state media outlet has named and criticized me? Wait a minute, I heard that CCTV6 is airing my movie today."
"...Sigh." Having no other choice, Zhang Mo told Han Xiao the truth, canceled the designated driver order, and turned up the car's heater. She knew that Han Xiao might need a long time to process this news.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Han Xiao froze and remained silent for a long time.
Zhang Mo: "Because I don't know your biological father's blood type, I can't make a judgment. What I can confirm now is that your sister is definitely not your mother's biological daughter."
“Type AB.” Han Xiao let out a long sigh, leaning back weakly into the seat. “That man was also type AB. Back then, that bastard Da Xi came to visit and pretended to take them both for a medical check-up. After seeing the results, he even said that they had the same blood type, what a coincidence.”
She will never forget the anger she felt when she heard the words "destined," "loving," and "unwavering" from the Da Xi team; even after many years, the memory remains vivid.
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