Find a husband with milk to drink

The door of the study room was ajar, and when he opened it, Lin Yuming walked in.There are neat books on the bookshelf behind the desk, an antique vase is placed on one of the shelves, a tea tray is placed on the mahogany table, a complete set of kung fu tea sets, and a pot of tea is brewed in the moist teapot.On the large chair, an old man was reading a book, his face was quite wrinkled, and there was a sense of grace in his gestures.

Hearing the movement, without raising his eyes, he let out a mellow and old voice, "You are here."

"What's the matter with me?"

Lin Jinsong looked at the son in front of him. Except for the meeting a few months ago, he hadn't met formally at home for several years. "Sit down."

Lin Yuming sat down face to face with the chairman, took the cup, and poured himself a cup of tea.Rather than resenting this man, it was more indifference.There was nothing much to talk about between them, it was just an inescapable routine for him.

"How long has your Uncle Yan passed away?"

"Five years."

"Time flies. I came to you today because I have a matter about your Uncle Yan... Only you can help him. I don't think you will refuse, right? After all, he beat you well back then." The tone of the businessman's negotiation was Everything about him was natural.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Yan—it can be said to be the only light in his life, although it has become the past tense.But he has passed away for so long, what else can he do?Are you using me?

"You also know that he has always been my confidant and good friend... Later he adopted you, so from a legal point of view, you should be regarded as his son." But blood is always mine... Lin Jinsong paused, "Recently, a young man came to find me. I don't know what method he used to know my friendship with your Uncle Yan. Tell me that your Uncle Yan has an illegitimate child, and now he needs my help to save his life."

Lin Yuming took a sip of tea, and thought about the reliability of this matter before answering the question.

"Man, I've already checked it out. I followed my mother since I was a child, so it should be an accident. Someone checked it carefully, and it doesn't look like a fake." Lin Jinsong took out a photo from the folder beside him.

From the photos alone, it can be seen that the facial features of the young man and Uncle Yan are very similar, with a thin figure, clear eyes, and a radiant look. "What specific help does he need?"

"He's lying in the hospital, waiting for organ donation. He has a kidney problem, and your Uncle Yan died of the same disease back then...it shouldn't be wrong."

"How can I help with this matter?"

"Look at this." He handed over a document, "The young man who came to me said that he was willing to voluntarily donate his body, but the current system... is somewhat difficult. The verification of living body donation requires proof of relationship with the recipient. .This kid doesn't prove their relationship."

Lin Yuming picked up the copy of the case and read it carefully. "So... you want me to donate a kidney?" He saw an unexpected name "Yan Yi". He was the one who donated? !

"Yan Yi's mother gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and she has lost contact with her relatives long ago. It was Yan Yi's...cough cough...lover who found me." Lin Jinsong pretended to cough and covered his mouth with his hand to hide his unnatural expression. "The information I found is enough to prove that he is your uncle Yan's biological son, and his mother will definitely provide proof in order to save him. You are Uncle Yan's adopted son, that is, his brother. If you donate in your name ...approval will be very simple."

"...What about the hospital?" He will do his best to save Uncle Yan's son.But this is something against the rules.

"I greeted the hospital leaders, but you may need to take care of the specific surgeons." Lin Jinsong has a lot of contacts in the business circle for decades.But medical care is different from other companies. When it comes to specific doctors, the director can only turn a blind eye. There is no guarantee that someone will take the risk to do it, that is, if something happens—all responsibility lies with the individual.

"Director Lin, don't you think highly of me? What if I say I can't handle it? Or, I don't want to get my hands dirty." This muddy water... the risk is too high.

"Can you bear it? If the timing is missed, people may not be saved." Yan Shouren's only flesh and blood.

"Can't we use the formal method? Waiting for organ donation?" He only remembered now that Mu Yi seems to be engaged in this kind of work?

"I don't know the specific details, but I learned from his ... lover that because there are too few donors, and according to the order of the disease, it may take a long time ... the best time for surgery will be delayed to a large extent. "

Lin Yuming stopped talking.

"You should contact this person. Apart from you, I can't think of any other way. Uncle Yan's child...just like my child, if my kidney is functional, it's okay to give me one. It's a pity... ...I think it will be difficult to prove my relationship with him." With a downcast face, he pushed the material bag forward a few centimeters.

Hmph, hypocrisy.Just like his own son?Hehe... "You are so kind to my son." Lin Yuming deliberately emphasized the word "myself".

The atmosphere was a bit colder, "When will you forgive me for sending you away?" Lin Jinsong's face was calm, but his tone seemed extremely strong.

"I don't blame you." You are nothing in my eyes.The defiant Lin Yuming successfully angered the chairman.

The old but not stiff body suddenly stood up, slapped the table and roared: "Look at your dead face! Does it look like you are talking to your own father!" I am used to galloping outside, and I can't tolerate someone using this kind of look Look down on yourself.

"Director Lin, goodbye." Lin Yuming put the teacup back on the tea tray, and left the room with the documents.Pushing open the door, he almost bumped into Mrs. Liao who was about to come in to deliver the fruit. He hurriedly leaned forward, "I'm sorry, Aunt Liao, I suddenly left because I had something to do, and I failed your kindness."

He vaguely heard some movement, and guessed that they had an argument again, and Mrs. Liao came up, but bumped into each other unexpectedly.She really wanted to keep Lin Yuming, but she knew it was useless, so she said: "Ah, yes... Yuming, come back next time when you have time." She walked into the study and comforted her husband, "Jin Song, sit down quickly." Don't get excited." As he said, he put his husband's shoulders from behind and gently pressed and squeezed.Although it is only a political marriage, Lin Jinsong is really blessed to have such a kind and virtuous wife.

"It was a moment of confusion to send him away when he was only 4 years old, but... I never thought that he would become like this when he came back..." Sure enough, success comes at a price.Back then, she got divorced, married Mrs. Liao, and was busy dealing with various entertainments and expanding the market. By the time she wanted to become a father, it was too late.

He remembered Yan Shouren's reprimand when he visited more than ten years ago: "To have children, you must not only give birth! You must also raise them! Your career achievements are far beyond my reach. As a subordinate, I admire your ability. But for Your own flesh and blood..." He hesitated to speak, "He is about to be destroyed by you! If you still have a little conscience, change Yu Ming's guardian to me... I will never get married in this life, so just recognize him I have a son, I...please."

"Aren..." The confidant who has been carefully cultivated for so many years, because I asked him to send money to the foster son's family regularly, has only lasted for a few years, four years?Now he is openly trying to snatch the custody of his son?

"I know that your wife has not had children for many years, and you want to take him back as the heir, but... a complicated family is not suitable for the current Yu Ming. If the wife has another child, the child will... be too miserable." Yan Shou Ren was agitated and his eyes were red.

Lin Jinsong did not agree at first, but Lin Yuming was like a walking corpse at home, completely silent, and never carried out extraneous activities except for the basic needs of living beings such as eating and sleeping.Moreover, he hated others touching his privacy so much that he would do everything alone in the room, and whenever someone disturbed him, he would scream abnormally and hysterically.No matter how gently Mrs. Liao tried to persuade her, she remained indifferent.Even a psychiatrist came and said that the child refused to communicate and was unable to communicate. When he asked Lin Jinsong what had happened to the child, Lin Jinsong just said that he had been fostered with relatives for a while.After several months of stalemate...Lin Jinsong finally compromised.

"Aren, I will hand over my son to you for the time being, but you have to promise me one condition."

Hey... As expected of a businessman. "You say."

"When he becomes an adult, he must be returned to my side."

"it is good"

"...Did something happen to Yuming?" He sent someone to investigate, but Lin Yuming had been fostered by many families, and the last family moved away, and nothing unusual was found.

"...it's nothing." His voice trembled slightly.

Thus, Yan Shouren walked out of Lin's house holding Lin Yuming's little hand.Going back to the simple one-bedroom old-fashioned apartment, squatting down and stroking Lin Yuming's hair, he said, Uncle won't let the villains bully you anymore.The child dodged for a while, and then shed two long lines of tears expressionlessly.

The speed per hour is almost pressing the violation line, racing all the way and eager to go back.Lin Yuming just wanted to return to his own world as soon as possible.After entering the door, he didn't turn on the light, and directly lay down on the sofa, gasping for breath as if his strength was about to be exhausted.In the stuffy room, he didn't even bother to open the windows, the air was hot and humid and irritating.

In the darkness, a burly figure appeared vaguely, beating and scolding a boy who was curled up in a corner, and he looked down on all this in the air as if his soul had come out of his body.The man perched above the boy, shaking his wretched body. The boy's cries were full of resentment. The man picked up the cigarette butt on the left with his fingers, and kept insulting him. On the skin, I am satisfied with the tearing screams...

The self floating above just watched like this, wanted to speak but couldn’t speak, couldn’t move his body, so he could only objectively and silently watch this scene—a tragic scene—other people’s play.

On the sofa, her curled hands and feet began to tremble violently, her brows were furrowed, her lips were pale, cold sweat dripped from her forehead onto the sofa, and her clothes were already drenched.Opening his eyes, Lin Yuming ignored his physical discomfort and sat up as if nothing had happened.got used to.As if expecting to have a nightmare today, he walked into the bathroom to take a shower while taking off his clothes. As he took off his trousers, starting from the back waist, there were dots of scars spreading downward...

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