Chapter 1705： Type B

The old man's identity is special, and even the dean was alarmed. He personally arranged blood draws and evacuated other doctors. The dean was very thoughtful. Seeing the appearance of the old man and Lin Jiangang, he probably guessed something, so he arranged a secret room to avoid news. leak out.

In fact, there are many folk theories about Lin Jiangang's life experience. The most widely circulated version is the version of the civet cat changing the prince. The eyes of the masses are sharp, and the wisdom of the common people should not be underestimated.

It's also that Lin Jiangang is too out of tune with the Lin family. With his looks, temperament and brain, he has no resemblance to the Lin family. Standing with the Lin family, he is like a duck among a group of swans. Not the blind can see him. different.

After word of mouth from enthusiastic people, the truth was almost restored by them, but it was impossible for these rumors to reach the ears of the Lin family. No one had the courage to talk quietly behind their backs.

Of course, the dean had heard of it, so when he saw the old man bringing Lin Jiangang to draw blood, he thought to himself, the old man Lin had thought of this, and the dean was even a little excited. He was the first to know the truth.

With the personal supervision of the dean, the blood test was carried out very quickly. The blood collection doctor put a needle in Lin Jiangang's finger and squeezed out the dark red blood beads. Lin Jiangang's face was ashen, his legs were weak, and his eyes were black.

He knew that the good times were over!

God will kill him!

Mr. Lin was already quite sure that this **** was an insider, and he resisted his anger, but he exuded bursts of chills.

"It's Type B."

Soon, the blood type came out, and the dean personally reported that the blood on Lin Jiangang's face disappeared, his lips kept trembling, and he collapsed on the ground involuntarily, looking cowardly.

Instead, Mr. Lin calmed down, and the result was as he expected.

After taking the blood type result sheet, the old man dragged Lin Jiangang, who was like a dead dog, back home. Chen Xuezhen was watering the garden, and when he saw Lin Jiangang who had been cowardly, he could not help frowning, his face full of disgust.

She is good to Lin Ranran because of her love for saving her. For Lin Jiangang, her own son, the old lady really doesn't like her, and she hates seeing each other.

"What happened to Jiangang?" Chen Xuezhen asked lightly.

It must be this unsatisfactory son who commits another crime, so he will provoke the old man. This son has no other skills, and his ability to cause trouble is not small. If you go to Qingshui Yamen like that, you can cause trouble Really her 'good' son!

If I knew it was this kind of thing earlier, I might as well not recognize it at the beginning.

Chen Xuezhen's heart sank, her expression was a little dazed, and then she blamed herself, how could she have such a terrible idea?

No matter how unsatisfactory Jiangang is, how can he deny that he is her own flesh and blood?

Chen Xuezhen sighed deeply, looking at Lin Jiangang with increasingly disappointed eyes, what a debt!

"This dog is very good, and it has lied to our family for decades. Take a good look at it!"

The old man threw the blood type report to Chen Xuezhen. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He kicked a few times in succession. Lin Jiangang cried out in pain, clasped his head in his hands, and curled up into a ball, making the old man's eyes go out.

If this was in the war years, he would definitely **** this bastard, no ambiguity!

Chen Xuezhen put on his reading glasses, and when he saw blood type B, his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "How can it be B? You and I are both O, it can't be B... Did you make a mistake, old man?"