You Are My Rare Passion

"Yes!" Ye Xingbei gritted his teeth angrily: "We must find out who is behind the scenes and send her to jail. This is murder."

Gu Junzhu patted him reassuringly: "Okay, don't get angry, don't get angry, if you get angry, it hurts your body, Xiao Yuefu has a big life, and it's a good thing that he escaped."

"I haven't escaped completely!" Ye Xingbei suddenly thought of something, and quickly looked at Yun Jue: "Then Xiaoyue ate chocolate for three days, if Shi Sixin added three grams of T to the chocolate every day, the total would be nine grams, nine grams Will T affect Xiao Yue's body?"

"Probably not," Yunjue said, "Little aunt, why don't you let Xiao Yue come over, and I'll draw his blood to test the T concentration in his blood vessels. T will only deposit when it reaches a certain concentration in the body. If the concentration is not high, eat more things that promote metabolism and excrete it."

"Okay," Ye Xingbei nodded, "Then I'll send Xiao Yue and Xiao Shu over right away."

Although Little Sapling's chocolate didn't detect T, but if she cared too much, it would inevitably cause panic, and she had to check for Little Sapling to be at ease.

"Aren't the children still sleeping?" Gu Junzhu said, "Let's talk about it after they wake up."

"How about I wake them up? It's just a nap, just sleep for a while." Ye Xingbei was so anxious that he couldn't wait for a moment.

"That's fine," Gu Junzhu understood her mood and compromised, "I listen to you."

Ye Xingbei returned to the main building and woke up the two little guys.

Help them get dressed, let them drink a few sips of water, wake up, and take them to Yunjue's office.

Hearing from his mother that Yunjue was going to draw his blood, the little tree seedling visibly flinched.

Ling Yue comforted him and said, "Xiaoshu is not afraid, brother Xiaoyue smokes first, it doesn't hurt at all."

The little tree seedling straightened up immediately, obviously terrified to death but put on a brave face: "Little tree is not afraid, not at all!"

Ling Yue really wasn't afraid at all, he ran out of blood without changing his face or beating his heart.

The little tree seedling stared at the big black eyes, stretched out the white and tender little arms to Yunjue, looked up at Yunjue with a small face and looked at Yunjue pitifully.

He looked at Yunjue so much that he almost couldn't bear to do it.

He said to Ye Xingbei: "Little aunt, please cover the eyes of the little tree seedling, it's so cute, I can't bear to do it!"

He was afraid that with one injection, the little Mengbao would turn into a little crying bag, so how much guilt would he have to feel!

The little tree seedling straightened up again, and said bravely, "Little cousin, go ahead, the little tree is not afraid at all."

Yunjue: "..."

Are you not afraid of red eyes?

Also, don't tremble in your voice!

Ye Xingbei took the little sapling into his arms, covered his eyes, and coaxed him softly: "Don't be afraid, baby, it really doesn't hurt, just like a mosquito bite."

"I know," said the little sapling, "I'm really not afraid. I've drawn blood before. Mom, have you forgotten?"

"Mom hasn't forgotten," Ye Xingbei bowed his head and kissed him: "Our little tree is the bravest, the best, the best, and the most obedient!"

While the mother and son were asking and answering, Yunjue drew five milliliters of blood, pulled the needle out of the little tree seedling's arm, and pressed it with a cotton swab to stop the bleeding.

Ye Xingbei took off the hand covering the eyes of the little sapling, and the little sapling looked down at his little arm: "Wow! Finished smoking? It really doesn't hurt at all!"

"Good boy!" Ye Xingbei kissed him again, and put him on the ground.