"No need," Mo Huantong shook her head, thinking that her mission was over. "Since you got what you want, please leave. My mother needs quiet."

The nurse retreated to the side with tactfulness.

The Chen family looked at each other a few times and nodded. One of them walked forward, "Miss Second, can you stretch out your right hand and show me?"

Mo Huantong frowned, "What are you going to do?"

The man said gently, "Don't worry, Miss Second, we won't hurt you, we just want to see it."

Mo Huantong was skeptical, but after all, she was doing a show, so she didn't worry about anything and stretched out her right hand from the side.

Mo Nanjue pressed the headphones after hearing this, "A small team is ready."

"Copy, young master, already in place."

The man held Mo Huantong's hand, suddenly took out a needle tube from his pocket, and directly stabbed the needle into the tip of her index finger!

"What are you doing?!"

Mo Huantong was startled and pulled her hands back hard. The man was very fast. After taking the blood sample, he let go of her hand, "Miss Second, offended."

The nurse came over with a tissue. Mo Huantong wiped the blood from her fingers and kept retreating, "What did you...inject me?"

"It's not an injection, we just took a little of your blood and needed a DNA test," Chen's family winked, and the man walked out with the sealed needle. "Miss. Second lady waited for a moment, and the report would be released soon."

Mo Huantong was still in shock, and a calm voice from the man came from his headphones, "Don't worry, there is no safety problem, stand and don't move."

Mo Huantong was calm and calm. The Chen family had no intention of leaving. They all stood in front of the bed.

Judging from this situation, I have to wait here until the report is delivered.

The nurse held Mo Huantong and sat down on the sofa.

The person monitoring in the corridor lowered his voice, "The person who sent blood samples to check has entered the elevator."

"Continue to follow and pay attention to the distance."

Mo Nanjue took off his headphones and glanced at him sideways, "You go, or I go?"

Mo Beiyan picked up the wine glass, drank the whiskey in one go, and then took the paper bag beside him, "Of course I'll go for my woman's blood."

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm your brother."

While saying that, Mo Beiyan took out a gray baseball cap from the paper bag, put it on his head crookedly, and then took out a jacket that could be worn both front and back. The man hugged and pushed open the car door and walked out.

Mo Beiyan pressed the headset and said, "A small team, I will arrive at the door in one minute."

"Copy, Master."

Mo Beiyan was wearing a jacket with a gray front, and while walking, he took out a bag of powder from his pocket, shook a little and applied it to his face. He lowered the brim of his hat to cover half of his face, and then grabbed the powder and applied it to his trouser legs.

At first glance, he looked like a down-and-out unemployed person...

At the entrance of the hospital, the two people who were responsible for sending the blood samples for identification walked down. Suddenly, a large number of volunteers came over with flags and shouted slogans while walking. The originally empty main door suddenly became crowded.

One of them urged his companions, "We can't squeeze with them."

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

The two walked sideways toward the side, and the sealed needle is placed in the left pocket.
Chapter completed!