"Old Mr. Joan, the DNA test report you asked for is out."
On the hospital bed, the old man was skinny. His eye sockets were sunken, which emphasized his eyes were extremely sharp. "Tell me."
The doctor respectfully handed the test report to Old Mr. Joan. "The test results show that the genes of the two are completely inconsistent."
"Hum." Old Mr. Joan relaxed. He stretched out a thin hand, took the few pages from the middle-aged doctor, and read them roughly from beginning to end. Then Old Mr. Joan ordered in a deep voice, "This matter can't be known by the second person, understand?"
"Yes. Don't worry. I didn't tell Hayden even when he asked me."
"Well, go about your business."
Not long after the doctor left, the old butler of the Joan family led a blond foreign man in.
"Mr. Robert
