The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Jun Manli and Jun Yao were brought into a room, and were pushed down by soldiers on a leather sofa.

Jiang Haoyu looked at Jun Yao. From his appearance to his demeanor, this child was simply a miniature version of himself. Although Jiang Haoyu already had a rough answer in his heart, he beckoned to a lieutenant just to be sure.

The lieutenant stepped forward.

"Draw blood and send it for testing."

After Jiang Haoyu finished speaking, the lieutenant nodded, turned around and went out, brought a medicine box, took out a needle, and walked towards Jun Yao.

"What are you going to do?" Jun Manli held Jun Yao in her arms.

However, Jiang Haoyu had already spoken, so no one paid attention to Jun Manli, two soldiers stepped forward and grabbed Jun Manli's arm, and another soldier held Jun Yao down.

The lieutenant plunged the needle into Jun Yao's blood vessel and began to draw blood.

A syringe full of blood, dark red and black.

Jun Yao didn't say a word during this process. Normally, a child his age would cry after an injection, but Jun Yao stared at the syringe without blinking.

Jiang Haoyu suddenly became interested.

He asked him, "Aren't you afraid of pain? How dare you look at me like that?"

Jun Yao raised his head and looked at Jiang Haoyu: "Don't be afraid."

As for why he looked at him like this, Jun Yao wanted to remember this moment and the humiliation he suffered because of his weakness.

Jiang Haoyu has an inexplicable affection for this child. If this child is really his own, he can consider cultivating it.He and Feng Qingqing have only had one daughter for so many years, and Jiang Jiahong's family of three generations will of course pay attention to the issue of heirs and inheritance.

Jiang Haoyu put his hands behind his back: "Take them to eat first, and then find a clean set of clothes to come over and change for them."

Jun Manli and Jun Yao were taken down.

Jiang Haoyu narrowed his eyes as he watched their backs going away.

The deputy general stepped forward, held a needle and said to Jiang Haoyu: "Military Commander, if you want to test, you also need to draw blood."

Jiang Haoyu nodded, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.

The deputy general stuck the needle into Jiang Haoyu's blood vessel. The needle was a bit thick when it came out, and it still hurt a little when it was first inserted. This reminded him of Jun Yao's expression just now.

He also looked at the needle tube, and the blood was pumped up bit by bit. To be honest, this feeling is really scary.

The lieutenant only drew a third of the needle before pulling out the needle.

Jiang Haoyu looked at him, and said lightly: "Is this enough?"

"Enough, not much!" The lieutenant replied.

"It doesn't need much, so the child just now needed that much?" Jiang Haoyu's voice dropped to freezing point.

Sweat dripped from the lieutenant's forehead, his heart trembled, and he quickly explained: "Because I'm afraid that the result of one test is not enough to prove it, so I need to take several more tests to confirm it. After all...after all, the consequences of this matter are serious."

Jiang Haoyu didn't speak any more, walked towards the study, picked up a bottle of red wine from the drunk driving passing by a corner, and poured himself a glass.

The deputy general breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had been with Jiang Haoyu for so many years, and he didn't even figure it out just now, so he deserved the punishment.

Afterwards, he looked at the two tubes of blood in his hand, and hurriedly went to do it, not daring to slack off.

If this matter is true, I am afraid that the mansion of the commander of the military region will not survive in the future...

Thinking about Feng Qingqing, and then thinking about his own military commander, the deputy general couldn't help but shudder.