Bo Xin packed up her things. He Mingqiao's expression was so plainly written on his face that it was hard to miss. "You seem to have a problem with my profession?" He Mingqiao waved his hands frantically. "No, no." He wiped the cold sweat from his cheek. Ji Xingzhi was a brave man, but he wasn't. His wife was a happy-go-lucky person like him; they used to travel freely together in their leisure time. Bo Xin didn't press further, because even if He Mingqiao had an objection, it probably didn't matter. She gave both of them tasks. "I'll go get the test report for Ye Jinyi. You and Lawyer Zhu go to the police station to handle Jiang Tianyuan's matter." He Mingqiao raised his hand. Wait, wasn't there something overlooked in this arrangement? He pointed at the ward. "What about the patient? He can't be left alone right now." Bo Xin had already arranged it. "I've left it to Yanyi and Yuxu." He Mingqiao was incredulous, counting on his fingers. "Are you sure? Two eight-year-olds taking care of someone?" Bo Xin thought about the children's performance today. "Don't underestimate them." Speaking of which, their family was strange. "Two eight-year-olds can be independent, but a thirty-year-old man is willful enough to need accommodating." He Mingqiao paused, then somehow reached a consensus with Bo Xin. After all, he had worked hard driving and taking the high-speed rail to get here, and Yanyi had brought him a glass of water, and that kid Yuxu had nodded with concern. Only Ji Xingzhi had no good face for him all day and couldn't say a kind word. Fine then. As He Mingqiao passed the ward door, he nodded at Bo Yuxu with an air of adulthood. Bo Yuxu remembered who this was—the voice on the phone that had called him a child pretending to be an adult. Bo Yuxu: "..." He silently averted his eyes. In his hands was the washbasin brought to the ward. After eating, they always had to clean up; they couldn't let the soup-stained hands pull at the blankets or something. It would be uncomfortable and messy. He carried it into the room. He had considerable strength, and the water surface remained level as he carried it, so he simply acted as a washstand, with a towel hanging by the basin. Ji Xingzhi had eaten half his meal and was now half-lying, not moving much. In his eyes, the incoming Bo Yuxu looked downcast, with low spirits, and didn't even notice his unclean hands. "Can you help me finish the rest of the wontons? After all, we can't waste food." Bo Yuxu had forgotten how long it had been since he'd eaten leftovers—definitely not since returning home. But... Bo Yuxu nodded and reluctantly agreed. Ji Xingzhi comfortably changed position. "Then can you help me wash my feet tonight? You know, after a day in shoes, the smell isn't great." Bo Yuxu remembered that back in Li Qiang'an's place, there was that elementary school homework about washing feet for family. He had always done it for others. Now, before Mom even got to enjoy it, Ji Xingzhi was already getting the privilege. He shot him a displeased look but didn't refuse. Ji Xingzhi: "Can I...?" Before he could finish, Bo Yuxu put down the basin he had taken with a loud thud. Ji Xingzhi laughed. "I swear this is the last one." Bo Yuxu didn't believe him. From his performance just now, he thought Ji Xingzhi was the type to take an inch and then a mile. He imitated the way Yanyi put his hands on his hips when angry. "That's enough. Where do you get so many demands?" Ji Xingzhi curved his lips into a smile, teasing Yuxu. He tilted his head in another direction and sighed deeply, as if helpless. "Kids, they easily run out of patience." But kids should be like this; repressed emotions aren't suitable for children. His arms and legs were long; when he wanted to touch a child, the child had no way to resist. So his large hand gently covered the child's head. "How does it feel?" He had seen Bo Xin do this often, and the children would rub against her hand. Bo Yuxu paused, then realized something. "You didn't wipe your hands." So it felt wet and strange—he had just washed his head. Ji Xingzhi: "..." This reaction was completely different from hers. In the silence, Ji Xingzhi took the towel handed over and carefully wiped between each finger. Bo Yuxu picked up the washbasin again, gave Ji Xingzhi a sneering look, and Ji Xingzhi shrugged, repeatedly opening and closing his fingers. He remembered that two children were supposed to take care of him, but he hadn't seen the other one at all. So he couldn't help asking, "Where's Yanyi?" Bo Yuxu didn't know how to say it. If he had to put it simply, "He doesn't want to take care of you." Ji Xingzhi: "???" Ji Yanyi was leaning against the wall in the corridor, pacing back and forth, sometimes using his head, sometimes his butt, always bent over. When he heard the door open, his movements didn't change much, just tilted his low-hanging head a bit. "Hard work washing his hands. I'll handle pouring water, changing water, and boiling water!" His words were grand, but Bo Yuxu sensed not only care but also a strong desire to avoid. "Just don't want to see your dad?" Ji Yanyi turned his face away, pouting. The blood test report, the hospital, not being a biological child—it all reminded him of those days when he felt abandoned. He took the basin and explained, "The worry when he was unconscious was real. The anger after waking up is also real." Bo Yuxu: "..." That made sense. A conscious Ji Xingzhi indeed had a full capacity to infuriate. But Yanyi didn't seem to be just about that. Bo Yuxu thought Yanyi was the worst at hiding things. Instead of guessing, it was better to ask directly. "Besides this, what else?" Ji Yanyi pouted. Also, were those so-called family members really such terrible people? Hurting others in public, being awful themselves, and every word and action belittling Yuxu. Actually, besides his dad, he felt strange looking at Yuxu right now. Ji Yanyi: "I just don't want to see him. Is there any other reason?" He couldn't get it out, huh? Bo Yuxu crossed his arms and stared straight at him. He didn't look like someone who didn't want to see him. He had been lingering around the ward door, using the excuse of meeting him, and had been picking at the peeling wall plaster. Hope he didn't have to pay for damages. Bo Yuxu's mind wandered for only a second before snapping back. He put his feet together and tried to think what Yanyi cared about most. "If you're worried about blood ties, then Jiang Tianyuan and the others aren't your real family either." His adoptive parents, the Jiang couple, had long passed, and his origins couldn't be traced. But everyone knew they weren't biological. Ji Yanyi looked up. "Really?" Clearly, when Mom was talking about the Jiang family earlier, he was so immersed in the joy that Mom still loved him that he didn't listen carefully. Bo Yuxu gave him a helpless look. "Do you know this family better, or do I?" As soon as he said this, his body was suddenly hugged. Apparently, once you have intimate contact with someone, there will be a second time. Yanyi clearly wasn't someone who kept his distance, and Bo Yuxu accepted it quickly. Ji Yanyi picked up the basin, turning back to look occasionally, his smile noticeably brighter. Bo Yuxu paused. The empty corridor was left with only him. His voice was soft, but a sigh could be heard. Bo Yuxu: "I really can't do anything with him." — During the process of getting the test report, the doctor said three hours, but it was completely inaccurate. That is, it would be much later. Bo Xin was helpless but had no choice but to wait quietly. While waiting on the chair, she closed her eyes to rest for a moment. She had too much to do today and was exhausted. Ye Jinyi sat beside her, legs together, hands on his lap, a bit nervous. "I'm sorry for troubling you when you're so busy, and for making you accompany me." Bo Xin didn't open her eyes, casually rubbing her temples. "It's nothing. Besides, you accompanied us to handle our family affairs, and that was troublesome for you too." Ye Jinyi had indeed run up and down, but it wasn't really hard work. Ye Jinyi: "My younger brothers envy me for being able to spend so much time alone with you." Bo Xin could imagine those two wouldn't say it directly, but their little expressions and even deliberately pulling her aside to ask ambiguous questions. Everyone had their own little thoughts. Bo Xin opened her eyes a bit. "They're childish and prone to jealousy. There's no helping it." Ye Jinyi had never heard adults speak so directly, accepting all the children's aspects and tolerating their little caprices with a generous attitude. It sounded so gentle. Just then, their number was called. Bo Xin got up to retrieve the report. The staff here sympathized with Ye Jinyi's story, but the national gene database was too sparse at this time. Few people knew about this kind of national assistance, and fewer had such awareness. That is, there were very few people in the database. Moreover, for children lost for years, just from what Ye Jinyi had seen in the countryside, there were cases where families had too many children to raise, or where a child died young and they had to have another. At this moment, despite his calm face, he couldn't help but show a trace of nervousness. Especially since Bo Xin's expression hadn't changed throughout, making him uncertain about the result. "If there's no match, it's okay. I can heal my foot and go to the capital to work, because I promised to take care of the two children." Thinking this way, finding them would be a bit troublesome. Ye Jinyi quickly added, "Of course, if I find them and they're not in the capital, I will fulfill this promise when I grow up." She could write letters to supervise anytime. That way, he could maintain contact with this family, which was also a good thing. The purpose of his words was to show that he could bear any bad outcome. Ye Jinyi clasped his left hand with his right, his thumb leaving a clear mark on his palm. Bo Xin finished reading the report and smiled lightly. "Then you don't need to worry, because your biological family is now in the capital." She had looked at it for a long time because the report wasn't as clear as later versions, and Ye Jinyi kept talking, so she had to multitask. He had already mentally prepared for the worst, so as long as it was slightly better than expected, it was good. That mindset was actually quite good. So now, should she tell him that his original family was in good circumstances, that they had registered in the gene database, and had been hoping for his return? Yes, Ye Jinyi's family was the class monitor. That meant his name should be Wen Jinyi, because the monitor was named Wen Jichuan—both nice names. The hair that Yuxu had painstakingly obtained finally came in handy, because the technology at the time was imperfect, and a single test was unreliable. With two reports, Bo Xin was completely at ease. Bo Xin: "Do you want me to call them to come pick you up?" Wen Jinyi swallowed, hesitated, and said "Mm" twice. "...Aren't you all going back to the capital together? Can you take me with you?" Very nervous. Trying to delay time? Bo Xin thought that was natural. After all, they were his biological relatives whose attitude he didn't know. But "actually, the hospital itself will call them, because this is such an important moment—finding a lost child." Families register their genes precisely in anticipation of this moment. So the hospital won't delay. The call has probably already been made. Wen Jinyi: "..." She was deliberately teasing him. When Madam Bo Xin was gentle, she was truly gentle, but when she was mischievous, she was truly mischievous.