"I’m asking you, have these two blood samples been tampered with or left unattended during the testing process? Have they?!!"
He suddenly seized his assistant by the collar, and those bloodshot eyes of his looked terrifying.
The assistant was scared stiff, staring at the director whose face had changed in an instant, nearly fainting from fear: "No, absolutely not, Director, you entrusted this to me, even if I had the audacity, I wouldn’t dare make a mistake."
"Then why would the results turn out this way?"
The assistant had intended to say that if it isn’t a true parent-child match, the DNA test would certainly yield such a result.
But upon seeing the horrifying and fierce expression of the man grabbing his collar, he changed his tune: "If the Director doesn’t believe it, you can verify it yourself, then you’ll know if I made a mistake!"
Ji Chengzhi was stunned!
For him to personally conduct the test? So that means he indeed did not touch those two blood samples?
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to say that so boldly.
If it wasn’t his mistake, then why would the DNA report yield such a result?
Finally, Ji Chengzhi slowly released the wrist that had been clutching at his collar, and then, he stared down at the DNA report in his hand as if it were struck by frost, standing there for a long, long time without moving.
Ou Mucen woke up in the hospital room and heard the news half an hour later. Hearing that he had returned, he immediately got out of the hospital bed and headed downstairs. In the cool autumn season, he didn’t even bother to put on a coat before he tried to find him.
But at that moment, the assistant who came to summon him saw him frantically searching for the Director and advised on the side: "Third Young Master, maybe you should wait a bit longer before seeing him, he’s in a very bad mood right now."
"It’s about that DNA report. Third Young Master, you don’t know, not long ago, he had me do a paternity test for him, and when the results came out, they indicated there was no parent-child relationship."
"What did you say? No parent-child relationship?"
It was as if a thunderbolt had suddenly struck from the blue sky. The man who was about to leave, all his expressions, including his footsteps, froze right there.
No parent-child relationship?
Why would that be? Hadn’t Chengzhi been so sure?
In an instant, he stood there, the previous urge to rush out and find his friend extinguished, as if a cold bucket of water had been poured over him, chilling him to the bone in mere moments.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!
At this moment, he finally understood what it meant to go from heaven to hell.
Standing at the door, not knowing how long he had been there, he then robotically asked, "Where is he now? Where?"
"He’s still in the testing department. I told him to go back to the office to rest, but he won’t leave."
"Alright, I got it, you go ahead with your work, I’ll handle this," he said, then with his legs feeling like lead, he took one step after another out of the hospital room.
In fact, he had considered this outcome the night before.
He was always a very rational person. When faced with things that could cause a great emotional upheaval, he would often calmly plan a contingency, so as to be mentally prepared in case any unexpected situation arose.