Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 147

"Violet..." Henry stretched out his hand and was about to stop Violet, but he saw that Violet had already entered the elevator and the elevator door just closed.

So Henry had to bend down, picked up the receipt by himself, turned it over, and found that it was Calvin's medical examination form.

As a doctor, he couldn't help but read it carefully. When he saw the blood type column, he was so shocked and exclaimed in disbelief, "RH negative blood?"

How could this be!

Calvin’s blood was obviously type A! He remembered it clearly when he did a paternity test for Stanley.

Henry thought he had read it wrong, so he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, then looked at the blood type column again. The words of “RH negative blood” were still printed on it intact, proving that he did not make a mistake just now.

At this moment, Henry's heartbeat was fast. He couldn't help tightening his hand holding the medical examination form.

Calvin was RH negative blood, the same as Stanley. Besides, they looked the same. Didn't it show that they really might be father and son?

Thinking of this, Henry's face condensed. Then he left here quickly, rushing to his hospital.

He wanted to look up the previous appraisal records and checked if he took the wrong blood sample when he was doing the appraisal. Otherwise, why did Calvin have blood type A?

Back at his hospital, Henry came to Ivy's ward, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It was Fraser who opened the door, "Dr. Baxter, you are back."

Henry ignored him, pushed him away and went straight into the ward, "Stanley, come with me."

Stanley was sitting by the hospital bed and chatting with Ivy. Hearing what Henry said, he turned to look at Henry, "What's the matter?"

"You'll know when you come with me!" Henry beckoned, with a hint of urgency on his face.

Stanley frowned, got up and walked over.

At the door, Henry grabbed Stanley’s arm and pulled him out of the ward directly.

Seeing Henry came in directly, didn’t greet her and pulled Stanley out, Ivy on the hospital bed suddenly became dissatisfied with Henry.

Didn’t he say that he liked her? But now he just ignored her without saying hello to her. Did he really like her?

In that case, she would let him know the consequences of ignoring her.

Ivy lowered her eyelids, and sneered coldly.

Henry took Stanley to his office. After rolling up Stanley's sleeve, he picked up a syringe and was about to inject it into Stanley’s arm.

When Stanley saw this, his face became cold. Then he pulled his arm back directly, "What are you doing?"

"I want to do a paternity test for you and Calvin again!" Henry said with a serious expression on his face.

Stanley couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.

He knew Henry. Although Henry seemed to be so playful, he wouldn’t make a joke with such a matter.

Now that Henry was so serious, it was obvious that something happened.

"The reason?" Stanley asked, squinting.

Henry put down the syringe, took out a folded medical examination form from his pocket and put it on the table.

Stanley took it and read it, "Calvin's?"

"Yes, but you look at this one again." Henry said, turned on the computer, and printed a copy of his previous appraisal from the database, "This is the paternity test between you and Calvin at the time. Look at the blood type column."

Hearing this, Stanley saw two different blood types. He was stunned, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. I went to the Third Hospital to make an appointment for Ivy's cornea. I ran into Violet by accident and saw this physical examination form, so I hurried back and wanted to do a paternity test for you and Calvin again." Henry pointed at the medical examination form in his hand and said.

Stanley clenched his fists. He was so shocked inwardly, but his face was still cold and composed.

Henry glanced at him and said, "So I want to determine whether Calvin is blood type A or RH negative."

"It's RH negative blood. Ivan donated blood to Calvin when he had the car accident. Ivan's blood type is the same as mine." Stanley pursed his lips.

Henry’s spectacles reversed the light, "But I only got the blood type A. There are only two cases in this situation. Either the person sent the wrong sample, or it is..."

"Someone changed Calvin's blood sample!" Stanley's eyes burst into a strong cold light.

Henry nodded, "That's right. But no matter what it is, based on Calvin's blood type and appearance, I suspect that he is your son."

Stanley's Adam's apple moved slightly. He seemed to be suppressing something. After a while, he took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and put his arm on the desk, "Draw!"

"Okay!" Henry smiled and picked up the syringe, and drew a full tube of blood.

Looking at the tube of blood, Stanley narrowed his eyes, “Do you need so much blood?”

Henry replied solemnly, "Your blood type is so rare. Our hospital lacks this kind of blood. I'll take more. If anyone needs it, I can save him, right?"

"Heh!" Stanley sneered, but didn't think much.

After all, the blood was already in Henry’s hands.

Seeing that he didn't care about it, Henry let out a sigh of relief. After carefully pouring the blood in the syringe into the test tube, he got up and put it in the cabinet for storage, and then returned to the position to sit down.

"I heard Fraser said that you have arranged the caregiver to get the DNA sample of Calvin. It doesn't have to be blood. Hair is also okay, but you have to hurry up. Calvin is going to be discharged from the hospital." Henry reminded.

Stanley put his hand in his trouser pocket and stood up, with a cold voice, "I see. It will be sent over within two hours."

With that said, he took out his cell phone, made a call, turned and walked towards the door.

At the moment he turned around, a figure in a medical suit outside the door, like a frightened rabbit, clenched her fists and ran away quickly.

At the Third Hospital, the caregiver received Stanley’s call and nodded repeatedly, “Got it, Mr. Murphy. Don’t worry, I won’t let Miss Hunt find out.”

At the end of the call, the caregiver looked around and saw that there was no one around, then she opened the balcony door and entered the ward.

"Miss Hunt, are everything packed?" The caregiver looked at Violet who was making the bed and asked with a smile.

Violet nodded, "Almost."

"Then I'll walk you guys off." The caregiver said.

Violet didn't think much, and smiled, "That's great. Thank you."

"Never mind. I will help you hold Calvin. His arm can’t be bumped. It is not convenient for you to wear high heels to hold him." The caregiver walked towards Calvin who was sitting on the sofa and eating a lollipop.

Calvin obediently stretched out the intact hand to her.

The caregiver touched his head, picked him up, and then waited until Violet got out of the ward first before following.

Arriving outside the hospital, Violet hailed a taxi and put her luggage in the trunk. Just as she put the suitcase in, she suddenly heard Calvin cry out in pain.

She felt so anxious that she didn't even have time to close the trunk, and hurriedly went over to check what had happened.

"What's the matter?" Violet asked nervously.

Calvin sat in the back seat and covered the top of his head with his little hand. His little face was full of grievances, and his eyes were tearful, "Mommy..."

"Mommy is here. Tell mom what happened?" Violet went up, bending over to hug the little guy.