Hey, My Twins Babies

Chapter 915 It Was Different Blood Types

Kevin didn't react for a while, or he didn't even think that Brian would let him to see the contents.

"It's a bit outdated, but the things inside are my only memory."

Brian turned on the phone as he spoke, and found the photo of the black hoodie.

"Help me see if there is a pattern on this hoodie!"

Kevin was surprised, and took the phone.

"It's not easy to see this photo."

After saying that, Kevin looked at the girl in the photo carefully. The first place he observed was the

pattern Brian said.

"Yes, there is a pattern that looks like gray, but the details are not clear."

Kevin quickly answered.

Brian didn’t take the picture well. So the photo was blurred and the pattern was not clear.

But the angle of this photo was not a complete back. They could see a little bit of the side face.

"This girl is covering herself tightly enough. She wore a sports cap and a mask. We can only know that

she had black hair."

Kevin couldn't help but complained. If she hadn't covered herself so tightly, Brian would have found her

long ago. Looking at this photo, Kevin was also confused. He didn't know what fate they had and why

they met in this way.

"Does Winwin know that you thought of the matter?"

Kevin suddenly mentioned Winnie. Maybe the girl was Winnie’s rival in love.

"She doesn't know yet. I didn't tell her. But she knows the girl and cares a lot."

Brian didn't conceal it. If Winnie knew about it accidentally, he wouldn’t hide it and would explain to her.

It was just that he still hoped that when Winnie knew it, the matter had been dealt with, instead of

letting her wildly think about it.

"My memory is very disordered now. If I tell her this, I still can't explain it. It will make her feel

uncomfortable. I will tell her when I figure out this matter."

This was Brian's plan. Besides, it was his privacy.

"I am speechless. All these years have passed. There is no point in finding her. But you still care about

her so persistently. You are so different from others."

"If you have this obsession to Winwin, the problem will be solved long ago."

Kevin was speechless. Although he was not particularly clear about what happened to Brian and this

girl, he always felt that it was not worth it for Brian to do so.

"But having said that, that's good. After you figure all things out, you can confess with Winwin so that

she won't get hurt again."

Kevin felt sorry for Winnie and wanted to talk into Brian to give up. However, what Brian did made

sense. He could be together with Winnie without any barriers if everything was clear.

"But you still said so much to me."

Brian glanced at Kevin disdainfully, then turned and left.

When there was only a gap in the office door, Kevin remembered Winnie's test report.

"Hey, do you want to read Winwin's test report?"

Kevin said to Brian. But the door was already closed. Brian already walked away.

"Well, I’ll see it for myself."

Kevin talked to himself, and read the report sheet as he said it.

The report sheet was normal. As the nurse said, the indicators had stabilized.

However, Kevin just felt something was wrong. So he read it again, but still didn't find out where was

wrong.

He thought he had read something wrong, or the value on the report sheet was wrong, so he found the

value on the computer and checked it again.

But the result was still the same.

"What's wrong? Why do I feel weird?"

Kevin asked himself puzzledly.

He read the report sheet over and over again. Could it be that he thought too much?

Just when he couldn't find the reason, he saw Winnie's blood type. It was type AB.

Winnie was blood type AB, which meant that one of her parents was type A and the other was type B,

so how could it be possible to give birth to a child with blood type RH negative? There was no

possibility of this kind of genetic mutation.

Kevin was a little nervous. If Winnie's blood type report was correct, there was only one possibility...

In order not to make mistakes, Kevin needed to be more cautious. He accessed Winnie's previous

case from the computer, and carefully checked her blood type. It was type AB, which meant that

Winnie's blood type was not wrong.

Winnie was not wrong. Vanessa was not wrong, after all, she had given Rufus a blood transfusion. But

the blood types of the two biological sisters were so different! It was so weird.

The only possibility was that they were half-sisters or they were not sisters at all. One of them was

adopted.

Kevin was shocked when he realized this problem. If his speculation was right, no matter who was

adopted, it would be a very bad thing for Winnie.

Her life was hard enough. If she lost her sister or became an orphan, could she withstand such a blow

and still live with hope?

Brian came out of Kevin's office. He first went to see his father, and then went to Winnie. Knowing that Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

it was a good sign, he felt much better.

"Why are you here again? I said you didn’t have to come here."

Winnie said dissatisfiedly when she saw Brian walking towards her.

She insisted on being discharged from the hospital when she was not fully recovered, just because she

was afraid of affecting Brian's life and his work. But now it didn’t seem to have worked.

"I came to pick you up. It happens to be home for lunch at noon."

Brian wouldn’t go home for lunch. He just wanted to make Winnie more comfortable with such an

excuse.

But even with such an excuse, Winnie couldn't bear it. Because she knew that Brian wouldn’t go home

for lunch. He wouldn’t waste time on the commute.

Winnie didn't say anything, but just sighed.

Such Brian made her feel warm, but also burdened her.

After the infusion, Winnie and Brian went home together. When they got home, Raya had already

prepared lunch. Without children at home, Winnie and Brian sat and ate together.

Winnie's mouth had not fully recovered. It hurt when eating. When it hurt, she stopped chewing, waited

a little better and then continued chewing, without even frowning in the whole process.

"Does your mouth hurt?"

Although Winnie didn’t say a word nor frowned, Brian still observed it.

"I can hold on. It won't hurt after a while."

Winnie endured the pain and said lightly.

"By the way, I wanted to tell you something a long time ago, but I forgot it."

"Are there any trade secrets in your studio or any secrets? If there are any, take them back to your

room. Or I won't work in your studio. I can work in my own room."

After Felix came here last time and said those words, Winnie wanted to tell Brian that. But she didn't

meet the right opportunity. Besides, because Brian swayed her during this time.

But Brian still quelled her feelings. She didn't have to worry about such a situation would happen.

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

Brian didn't understand it. This topic seemed to deviate a little, which he had never thought of.

"I wanted to say it long time ago. It’s just that I forgot it. After all, we are not in the same company. I

can't take responsibility if something goes wrong."

"Forget it! I won't work in your studio in the future. It's just computer operation. It's the same no matter

where I work."

Winnie simply proposed to stay away from that studio. When Felix came here again to get his clothes,

he would be satisfied.

Felix always took precautions against her, fearing that she would snatch Brian, that she would steal

company secrets, or that she would ruin the Bennet Group. Winnie just wanted to say that Felix

overestimated her. Everything he was worried about wouldn’t happen. She thought she didn't have the

ability and ambition.

"Who said something to you?"

The only thing Brian could think of was who reminded or warned Winnie.

"No. I realized it. In the studio, there must be a lot of things that outsiders can't see. If the secrets are

leaked, even if it isn't done by me, I would feel uncomfortable."

"I'll take out my computer later. It's better to be cautious no matter where we are."

Winnie said it fearlessly, as if Felix had never said those words to her.

"You think too much. If I’m afraid, I won't let you use my studio at all. Don't think about it. Just use it."

"Your bedroom just has a small dressing table, which is not enough for you to display. The studio has

everything and it is convenient to work."

Brian really thought Winnie proposed it by herself.

He thought it was just simple Winnie's complicated thinking. The previous guesses were dispelled by

him.

"I can put the computer on the bed. It’s big..."

"I said no need. You can use my studio."

Brian interrupted Winnie. If he didn't trust Winnie, it would be impossible for him to let her use his own

studio. There were not only commercial secrets in that studio, but even the most important documents

of the Bennet Group.

But Brian didn't worry that Winnie would steal those documents. He dared to give all of his property to

Winnie, so there was nothing he didn’t dare to do.

"By the way, consider changing the house."

Brian said those suddenly. Winnie was inexplicable.

"What? What house to change?"

"Change the house you live in now. That house has only five rooms, and all five rooms are full. Change

to a bigger one. If your money is not enough, I can give you."

Brian had planned it long time ago. It was only when he talked about the studio that he thought of the

house.

"Isn't it good that each of them has their own room? This house is already very good for me. Why

should I change it?"

Winnie didn't have money. But she didn’t want to change the house, either.

"It's too small. Change to a bigger one with more rooms. Prepare a study for Vanessa. Prepare a studio

for you, and then change your aunt's bedroom to a bigger one. Then you will feel more comfortable. It’s

good for your work."