Desnuo's eyes suddenly froze. It seems that this woman has hit the point. To prove whether she is Yan Luo or not, just look at her blood type! Yan Luo's blood is rare in the world. If Monty is the same, then it is self-evident!
Although she resembles Yan Luo in many places, she has to admit that there is still a difference between her and Yan Luo in every gesture. Facing the eyes of so many prominent government officials, Yan Luo may not be able to be as polite as her.
He is decent, his smile is natural, his demeanor, his aristocratic temperament, and his appearance are truly incomparable to Ling Yu.
But the Yanluo in front of me is even worse than a Spanish noble descendant like Ling Yu!
Yan Luo stared blankly at the man in front of her who suddenly stood up without saying a word, turned around and left. Before Yan Luo could react again, he came back again. Behind him was an old man with a white beard, carrying a medical kit towards her.
Come here
"Don't be afraid, just a little blood will be enough." Desnuo motioned to the white-bearded uncle to take action, while he sat behind Yan Luo and hugged her to prevent her from struggling.
If she struggles to draw blood later, she will only be hurt.
"You... what are you using my blood for? I'm afraid of pain, ahhh... it hurts!" Leng Bufan's cold needle entered his arm, and Yan Luo screamed.
Seeing Yan Luo's childish look, Disnuo hugged her tighter lovingly: "It won't hurt soon. Really, I've never seen you so afraid of pain before."
"I was always afraid of pain!" Yan Luo felt aggrieved, but when he thought that he was acting like a spoiled child in the wrong place, he forced back the tears that came from the pain.
Thinking of something, she shouted again: "You don't really want a blood test!" To verify whether she is Yan Luo, even if her blood type is the same, so what! There are so many people with the same blood type! After the call, Yan Luo became depressed again
, she was so obedient and docile in front of Qiu Shangmo, why did she yell like a shrew in front of Disnuo, completely losing her image?
"The results are coming soon," Desnuo ordered to Doctor Whitebeard.
"Yes, young master." The doctor withdrew, and only Di Sinuo and Yan Luo were left in the room.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." He gently raised Yan Luo's arm and slowly blew on the needle hole wound.
The cold breath reverberated on her arms, and Yan Luo felt very comfortable. She nodded subconsciously. After nodding, she shook her head again. This man obviously asked someone to come and draw her blood, but now he is pretending to be a good person!
Seeing Yan Luo's angry look, Disnuo took her into his arms and said helplessly: "Only in this way can you admit who you are, Luo Luo, we are not young anymore. If there is another three years, I'm afraid I'll have to wait."
It’s impossible”
Yan Luo only thought that Disnuo was not talking to her. In her heart, it was true that he was not talking to her, Yan Luo, who seemed real but not real.
After struggling for a while in Disnuo's arms, Yan Luo couldn't help but didn't waste any energy and just let Disnuo hold him.
Yan Luo never knew that Disnuo could talk so much. He kept telling her about things in the past and things now. Of course, Yan Luo's name was always in his words. Yan Luo sometimes thought that she would be raped by such a man.
Deep in my heart, is it luck or misfortune?
He seemed to have endless things to say to her, as if he was afraid that if he stopped talking, she would disappear.
Until the white-bearded doctor came back, Desnuo stood up slowly, as if he had already understood it. He walked to the door and took the doctor's report without even looking at it.
"How is it? It's the blood type I mentioned." This is an affirmative sentence, not a question.
The doctor's eyes flickered and he seemed afraid to speak.
When the doctor didn't say anything, Desnuo thought he was acquiescing and threw back the report sheet and prepared to walk towards Yan Luo: "I knew it! She is it!"
"No! Master!" The doctor tremblingly handed over the report sheet again: "We have verified it many times, and the results are all... Type A"
Desnuo paused in his steps and looked at Dr. Whitebeard with cold eyes: "What did you say?"
The doctor was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and said, "Master, please look at the test sheet. This lady's blood type is very common. It's not the rare blood type you said. It really isn't! We are not wrong!" He was really afraid that Disnuo would get angry.
Dr. Beard stressed desperately
After grabbing the test form and looking at the test results on it, Desnuo opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He looked at the woman on the sofa in the room in disbelief.
Could it be that the result of all these years of waiting is just a fantasy he persists in!
Looking at Disnuo's appearance, Yan Luo probably guessed the result, and her anxious heart was relieved. Finally, she was not Yan Luo! God knows how afraid she was that she was Yan Luo. If she were Disnuo's lover
, if she liked him at first, what should her current husband Qiu Shangmo do?
If she is really Yan Luo, then everything will be overturned. She will not know how to face any familiar people or familiar things.
"What, you finally found out that you arrested the wrong person?" Seeing Disnuo's appearance, Yan Luo stood up, plucked the hem of his clothes, walked to the door and looked at Disnuo, who had a complicated expression: "Then can I leave now?"
Desnuo's face changed from indifference to disbelief. He watched the woman in front of him walk around him and walked out of the door. He reached out and grabbed her arm tightly. Only by holding on so tightly could he feel that she was really real.
in front of him, not in a dream!
Yan Luo was hurt by his strength and frowned: "Let me go!"
"Tell me, who are you?" Disnuo, who had been unable to recover for a long time, pulled Yan Luo's arm, with a cold chill in his eyes.