Ling Huanwu felt dizzy and her ears were filled with noise.
As soon as I opened my eyes a crack, I saw someone pull down Zhou Jiuzhen's pants, revealing his firm, perky, and hard buttocks.
Ling Huanwu was horrified and wanted to punch this person for bullying her man.
Feeling utterly powerless, she could only gasp for breath as she watched Zhou Jiuzhen turn around, his face filled with shock, to meet Zhao Tingguo's gaze.
Zhao Tingguo looked away from the large birthmark on Zhou Jiuzhen's buttocks, and when he looked at him, the tears that had been welling up in his eyes could no longer be held back and rolled down his cheeks.
"My son, you are my son! My Er Gou! Er Gou, I am your father..."
Zhao Tingguo no longer cared about his appearance; the aged man with graying temples was now half a head shorter than Zhou Jiuzhen.
When he thought back to when Xiao Er Gou was only up to his waist when he disappeared, but now he had grown into a strong young man taller than him, his dried-up tears suddenly burst forth.
Zhao Jingxiang's face was deathly pale, and he lay weakly on the ground, his eyes fixed on the woman's jade-like hand hanging down beside her on the stretcher. His heart ached as if it were being squeezed by that hand.
From the moment Zhao Jingxiang first saw Zhou Jiuzhen, he knew that Zhou Jiuzhen was Er Gou.
If Zhou Jiuzhen hadn't been bedridden for a year, losing weight and becoming a shade lighter, his parents probably would have recognized him long ago.
He originally thought he could win Ling Huanwu before they recognized each other.
Just like he had previously thought about how to make Zhou Jiuzhen disappear from his family's sight forever.
Nothing went his way.
What was bound to happen has finally happened!
Hearing Zhao Tingguo's sudden wailing, Chu Mei, who had been frantically searching for her son, shook her head in disbelief.
The young man had just shoved her away menacingly, looking as if he wanted to devour her alive.
How could it be her second dog?
"Let go, Lao Zhao! He's definitely not our Er Gou. Our Er Gou is so obedient and well-behaved..."
Chu Mei forcefully grabbed Zhao Tingguo's hand, but Zhao Tingguo, as always, was anxious and apologetic as he explained to those around him, "My husband is frantic looking for our son!"
Zhao Tingguo released Zhou Jiuzhen, who was still standing there in a daze, patted his wife's hand (whose expression clearly showed disbelief), wiped away his tears, and looked at Political Commissar Hao. "Old Hao, you said before how Jiuzhen was adopted by his mother? Can you tell us in detail?"
Commissar Hao, recovering from his shock, tried to recall what he knew and told the truth. "Aunt Wang said that Jiuzhen seemed to have rescued a little girl in the park, and later carried her to the hospital. That's when he met Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu even took him to the park to look for his parents for several days, but they couldn't find them. Later, when the child had a persistent fever and forgot everything, Aunt Wang took Jiuzhen in..."
Ling Huanwu, lying on the stretcher, had tears in her eyes.
She finally learned the details of Xiao Zhou Jiuzhen's disappearance from Political Commissar Hao.
She almost jumped out of bed in a flash, raised her hands, and said, "I am that little girl, and I can prove that Jiuzhen is that fat Ergou!"
But Zhao Tingguo's next words poured cold water on her enthusiasm: "Yes, yes, yes, my Er Gou must have run off to Yuncheng for that little vixen girl, causing Er Gou to be separated from us for more than ten years. Er Gou, my son!"
Ling Huanwu, lying on the stretcher, twitched at the corners of her lips.
How did she become a little vixen at the age of five, the culprit who caused a father and son to be separated for more than ten years?
Then she definitely can't admit her identity!
But the next second, Zhou Jiuzhen took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and his voice was so excited it was about to explode, as if he had been injected with an ampoule. "So, does that mean I am Zhao Ergou, I am Huanwu, no, I am Ling Daniu's fiancé?"
The entire venue was deathly silent.
Chu Mei is shaking her head frantically.
Zhao Jingxiang was practically crawling on the ground in the shadows.
Commissar Hao and Bodyguard Wang had mouths agape wide enough to fit a whole flatbread.
And those medical staff who are still nervously awaiting their verdict.
Everyone stared at Zhou Jiuzhen in shock, never expecting him to say something so completely unrelated at such an exciting moment.
Ling Huanwu lay on the stretcher, completely unwilling to move.
Her identity as Ling Daniu, the little vixen, is now completely confirmed.
Zhao Tingguo's lips twitched, and he suddenly realized what outrageous thing he had done before: trying to snatch his son's wife and give her to another son, almost ruining his son's happiness.
"Yes, your wife is still your wife no matter what, no one can take her away from you!"
Zhao Tingguo reached out and touched his youngest son's broken lip, his eyes filled with guilt.
He pulled his wife, who was still stunned, over, wanting the two to recognize each other, but Chu Mei still couldn't believe it.
"He's not Er Gou, and the birthmark on his butt isn't heart-shaped!"
Chu Mei was still vehemently denying it; she couldn't reconcile the tall man who had just pushed her to the ground with her obedient and sensible youngest son.
Until... the dean spoke up.
"Birthmarks on children will fade as they grow up, and they will also spread into different shapes as the skin and flesh grow. This is normal!"
As the dean spoke, he produced a piece of white modeling clay from somewhere.
He drew a heart-shaped birthmark on clay, and after stretching it, the heart-shaped birthmark completely changed.
While demonstrating, the dean pulled down Zhou Jiuzhen's pants again.
Everyone craned their necks to take a look, and after comparing them, they found they were exactly the same!
At this point, Chu Mei had no choice but to believe the truth.
Similar appearance, same blood type, same childhood experiences, and birthmarks in the same location.
Every single thing confirmed that the tall, imposing man who had just been glaring at him was her youngest son, Er Gou!
"Ergou, are you your mother's Ergou?"
Chu Mei's tears streamed down her face as she cupped Zhou Jiuzhen's eyebrows and eyes, only then realizing with astonishment that he truly resembled her man so much.
And that penetrating gaze was exactly like mine.
She remembered how Er Gou used to massage her legs and cuddle with her when she was little, and how he used to call her "Er Gou loves his mother" with his chubby little face. She could no longer hold back her emotions, and she let out a scream as she hugged Zhou Jiuzhen, wanting to have a good cry.
Just as he opened his arms, Zhou Jiuzhen took a step back, came to Ling Huanwu's stretcher, and looked at her with icy eyes.
"I have amnesia and don't remember much about the past. I only remember that someone just admitted in the ward that she bribed a nurse to take the blood bag that originally belonged to me, causing my wife to donate too much blood and she is still unconscious. What are your plans to do about this?"
The dean standing to the side was sweating profusely.
He originally thought that if he found evidence proving that the victim's family and the perpetrator were a family, then it would be their family matter and the hospital would have no responsibility.
To everyone's surprise, this man still insisted on pursuing the matter to the end.
Zhao Tingguo glanced at Zhao Jingxiang, who was lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, not uttering a sound, then looked up at Zhou Jiuzhen and asked, "Your brother, you've already hit him, what do you want to do about it?"
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