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Chapter 45 2/2
“Yes. Jiang Wanlan has been staying in the sanatorium for so long; obtaining his test sample is quite simple.
Just two hours, and the results can come out.
Wang Wang was in shock. He never expected that Madam was actually the only child that General Jiang had been searching for for twenty-five years. Although the results are not out yet, Wang Wang believes Mr. Cen’s judgment.
Mr. and Mrs. should get their marriage certificate immediately! Otherwise, Mr. will surely be frowned upon.
Wang Wang left with deep concern.
On Jiang Wanlan’s side, the paternity test has been done twice. Not knowing where the problem occurred, Mr. Cen originally wanted to pick a fight with Lu Jing and maybe pull some hair, as Lu Jing is more reliable.
After careful consideration, Mr. Cen ultimately chose the civilized way.
Mr. Cen, with an unchanged face, asked, “Have you ever thought about curing the little problem you face when speaking in front of many people on stage?”
Jiang, in the defense hall, dared not look at the professorial team, but in a different classroom, facing him alone was not a problem. It seems that the number of people is the key. Jiang Li was silent for a moment, and Mr. Cen could see it. His performance on the day of the defense was really bad. “Yes, I’ve seen a psychologist, but it didn’t work.”
Mr. Cen: “I can help you.”
Jiang Li: “It’s useless. I can’t help but treat it as a psychology lesson.”
Mr. Cen: “Learned to use it on me?”
Jiang Li pursed his lips and said, “No.”
Mr. Cen: “Isn’t it you brainwashing me? Making me think I survived on my own?”
Jiang Li: “How was this discovered?
Mr. Cen wanted to ask about his performance but resisted and returned to the main topic: “Do you know about the holographic simulation battlefield?”
Jiang Li: “No.”
Mr. Cen: “After every important interstellar battle, a holographic simulation is made for junior commanders to learn and use.”
Experiencing the ever-changing battlefield, staying calm in the face of danger, the military deployment, and the situation of warships in space are top-secret information. Therefore, the holographic battlefield, from our perspective, is accessible to only a few people.
In the future, after equipment upgrades and deployment adjustments, the holographic battlefield will be sold to game developers.
Mr. Cen: “Jiang Li, I will teach you to become the best commander.”
The military academy requires every graduate to be able to become a temporary commander, and the professorial team is established for this purpose.
Jiang Li was stunned. Although he graduated on a grading system, he still felt guilty and disappointed for not being the most standard graduate of the Third Military Academy. His disappointment amplified his fear during the defense.
Mr. Cen noticed this and took a different approach, telling him that he could become a commander. If he dared to command thousands of troops, then standing on stage was nothing to fear.
Mr. Cen held Jiang Li’s fingers: “Start by standing behind me and watching. After you give birth, try it yourself.”
Jiang Li moved his fingers, remembering the hand Mr. Cen extended to him on the day of the defense, firm and powerful, giving him the courage to face everything. “Okay, thank you.”
Mr. Cen felt extremely distressed. Jiang Li could have grown up healthy, both physically and mentally. He didn’t need these troubles.
“Have you eaten?”
“Yes.”
Mr. Cen: “Go for a walk. The rainy scenery in the sanatorium is also unique.”
The sanatorium has a closed glass corridor that connects everywhere, where the wind cannot blow in and the rain cannot hit. Mr. Cen let Jiang Li walk in front, and the long corridor is like a maze, branching out to different buildings.
Jiang Li: “Where to?”
Mr. Cen: “Anywhere is fine.”
Jiang Li followed the direction in his memory towards Jiang Wanlan’s building. Mr. Cen stared at his back, thoughtful.
Jiang Li’s goal is simple: Jiang Wanlan invested a billion, and the experimental products of the adenoma drug laboratory might be placed at his bedside. If he could meet Jiang Wanlan downstairs and see the state of his adenoma, he would know if Jiang Wanlan had used it.
Jiang Li hoped that General Jiang would trust him, but rationally, he felt that Jiang Wanlan should wait a bit longer and wait for more data to ensure safety.
Jiang Li arrived at Jiang Wanlan’s building and stood at the corner. General Jiang did not come out, but from here, you could see the open window on the second floor. The heavy rain was continuously splashing into the window, and the floor was probably half wet.
Mr. Cen stood next to Jiang Li, his face calm and his palms sweaty.
If Jiang Li and Jiang Wanlan are father and son, if Jiang Wanlan can recognize Jiang Li at first sight and then find out that Jiang Li is six months pregnant… then his situation is not good.
Selfishly thinking, Mr. Cen hopes to control the revelation of the truth. If Jiang Wanlan and Lu Jing can bear his feelings, then there is no position to hinder him from pursuing his wife.
But… Jiang Li has come to this point.
Mr. Cen doesn’t allow himself to be like those villains in Jiang Wanlan’s life, stopping Jiang Li from actively pursuing happiness.
“Shall we go up and check? I remember Jiang Wanlan got the medicine,” Mr. Cen suggested.
Jiang Li was somewhat tempted. The sporadic information he learned about Jiang Wanlan’s personality made him feel that the other party would not cooperate with medical advice correctly. He could move him emotionally and make him understand the reason.
“Okay.”
At this moment, there was a commotion in the building, with two black-clad bodyguards dragging out a middle-aged man who was vomiting blood.
“Mr. Jiang showed mercy this time.”
“Why do something so bad? You have to touch Mr. Jiang’s reverse scale.” “I was scared to death. The secretary just advised Mr. Jiang to take the medicine, and Mr. Jiang said he wouldn’t take it, with an expression as cold as if he wanted to throw the medicine out of the window.”
Jiang Li: “…”
So fierce.
He wasn’t afraid of Lu Jing’s cold face. Somehow, he was a bit afraid of the rumored, ruthless General Jiang. “The weather is bad; let’s go another time,” Jiang Li said.
Mr. Cen couldn’t help but smile: “Sure, good.”
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