The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Duan Xishen held the scripture tube with deep eyes and blue veins on the back of his hands.

He lowered his eyes and gently slid his thumb over the number on the scripture tube: 0327040859.

This string of numbers.

0408...is his birthday.

59 was the year he made his voice heard.

The first four digits...

The man frowned, not knowing what it was.

but……

Obviously, it's not Gu Qifang's birthday.

If the password is real...

This scripture tube is for him...

His fingers moved gently, one number after another.

"Click."

The muscles on the man's face tensed for a moment.

Success or failure?

He lowered his eyes and looked at Michi Aoi in his hand.

There was a "bang" sound.

The lid came loose and fell to the floor.

A stack of information slipped from the scripture tube.

Duan Xi caught it subconsciously, his heart clenched, he couldn't believe it and refused to believe it.

He looked at the first piece of paper.

"Bone Marrow Match Report".

With trembling fingers, the man turned the first page.

[…Duan Mianmian and Duan Xishen’s bone marrow match is 96%. 】

Duan Xishen's eyes fell on the word Duan Mianmian.

A guess emerged from the man's mind.

But couldn't believe it.

He quickly opened the information below.

[...The nerve repair experiment was successful. The next step is to find matching bone marrow. 】

There is no more behind.

There was only a stack of experimental data and the bone marrow matching report.

The man stirred wildly.

Finally, on the back of the bone marrow matching report, I saw a small line of handwritten words:

"Baby, I'm sorry. It's your mother's fault that you had to endure the pain of surgery as soon as you were born. Your mother is willing to do anything to make up for the harm to you."

Duan Xi looked deeply at that paragraph, and the muscles on his face trembled.

Great despair enveloped the man.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The helicopter had long since disappeared.

As the man watched, his body stiffened into a sculpture.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it was more like crying.

"So, she is my daughter?"

He looked at Gu Qifang.

Gu Qifang was suppressed by two bodyguards and snorted coldly.

"Who is your daughter?" He followed Duan Xishen's gaze and glanced at the sky, "You mean Gu Weimian? How could she be your daughter... Ouch! -"

Gu Qifang bounced up like a fish, and his face instantly turned pale.

Behind him, the bodyguard got the signal and pulled his shoulders hard.

The entire hand and shoulder were dislocated.

It was Duan Xishen's signal.

Duan Xi's eyes were scarlet, but his voice was calm.

"Do a paternity test for me and Gu Weimian, ten copies, and one for me and Ning Quruo. I want to see it before tomorrow."

He turned around, and not far away, the driver had opened the door.

Gu Qifang's face changed.

"Duan Xishen, can you stop being so sentimental! Gu Weimian is not your daughter at all!"

Duan Xishen didn't even look back and got into the car.

"Go to the hospital."

Gu Qifang's voice suddenly sounded,

"Duan Xishen!"

The man waved his hand indifferently.

"Duan Xishen! Gu Weimian is your daughter!"

The man raised his hand and made a pause gesture.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Gu Qifang outside the window, his eyes calm.

Gu Qifang laughed,

"You don't believe it? Have you forgotten that night at the Pearl Hotel?"

Duan Xi's deep eyes were dark, brewing with a storm, and his voice was extremely cold.

"It's deep."

Good night~