Mr. Chen's marriage is heartwarming

Chapter 949
In the past few years, the Feng family's business has been booming, and Feng Chu can be said to be proud of it.

He strode towards the laboratory, but before he got close, he heard loud crying from inside, mixed with the immature voice of a child.

Feng Chu frowned: "What's going on?"

"Isn't it because of the blood drawing of the young master..." The subordinate hurriedly responded, "There must be such a bout of crying every two days, but there is nothing we can do about it."

Upon hearing about the blood draw, Feng Chu couldn't help but frown again.

Drawing blood, drawing blood, every time it was time to draw blood, it really gave him a headache.

The subordinates didn't dare to say anything more when they saw Feng Chu's expression of lovelessness.

Feng Chu walked to the door of the laboratory with a few steps, and said, "Have someone open the door."

The subordinates hurried forward, as if they were afraid of being infected with some terrible virus, and opened the door cautiously.

The loud crying and the childish voice of the baby are mixed together, and the noise continues.

Whenever the door was pushed open, all the experimental equipment inside rushed out like a violent storm, with a bang, and there was no place to step down.

Fengchu himself is a clean freak, and the entire Feng family was cleaned up uneasy before, even the laboratory where he often stayed was completely tidy and tidy, without any flaws.

And the laboratory at this moment is like a garbage dump, which makes people afraid to look directly at it.

The subordinates opened the door tremblingly, and said to Feng Chu: "Master..."

Seeing such a situation, Feng Chu couldn't help but change his face several times, and finally the corners of his lips twitched before he stepped into the laboratory.

In the laboratory, it was even more messy than outside.

Feng Chu walked in and saw a few tall and strong subordinates lying on the ground, next to a little milk bag, it looked like the little milk bag was only three or four years old, but he had a serious look on his face.

He looked very focused, wearing a white coat, holding a syringe and a stethoscope in his hand, and a pile of glassware beside him.

Seeing Feng Chu come in, he raised his eyes, and there was a very vivid color in his bright eyes, as if he wanted to suck people's souls away.

His eyes are very similar to Chen Qianmo, cold and serious, but also with a trace of inclination, with a flexibility beyond ordinary people.

Feng Chu sighed, and there was still crying in his ears.

However, the crying in the laboratory was not from An Ning, but from these subordinates lying on the ground.

Feng Chu kicked his subordinates hard and said, "Useless stuff. Get the hell out!"

These subordinates just lay down, and no one moved.

Feng Chu was about to scold again, but An Ning couldn't help but said, "They can't roll now, and I have injected them with drugs. Even if you kick them to death, it won't help."

Feng Chu couldn't help laughing at An Ning's serious look, and said, "What medicine did you invent?"

"I just did it casually, just to test whether these strong people can stand it." An Ning looked down at the things in the experimental glass tube again.

Feng Chu looked at An Ning, and the images of the past three years flashed before his eyes one by one.

Originally, Feng Chu brought An Ning back to Feng's house because he wanted An Ning's blood for research.

But An Ning was too young before he was one year old, there was no way to draw blood at all, and his eyes were as lively as if he could speak, Feng Chu softly wanted to get him after he was one year old.

Unexpectedly, An Ning grew up slowly, showing an extraordinary interest and talent in medical equipment.

When he was in the laboratory, he was like a fish returning to the water. He was very fond of all medical instruments, and he often played with them in his hands, and they looked good.

When Feng Chu saw him like this, he couldn't help thinking about it, and taught him a little bit, who knew that An Ning would be able to understand it as soon as he learned it.

Fengchu himself is very talented, and in all these years, he has never met anyone who is more talented than himself, and he feels very lonely and overwhelmed.

An Ning is even more genius than him, which made him very interested. He no longer cared about drawing An Ning's blood for research. Instead, he often taught An Ning to learn various medical knowledge.

An Ning is indeed a quick learner. He is only three or four years old now, and his medical attainments probably surpassed many high-achieving students and ordinary doctors.

From then on, Feng Chu never thought of drawing his blood again.

So for more than three years, Feng Chu was equivalent to helping Chen Qianmo and Yan Qingruo raise their sons, but never got anything.

And the scene in front of him now is something Feng Chu often sees.

An Ning is a fast learner, full of curiosity about everything, full of thirst for knowledge, and very energetic, with endless energy to toss Fengchu's subordinates every day.

These subordinates of Fengchu, not to mention collecting An Ning's blood, may not even be close to him now.

Just before Feng Chu came, An Ning had just drawn the blood of these powerful subordinates for her own research, and then used a little medicine on them, so that they could only cry bitterly, but could not stand up and go out.

Feng Chu shook his head involuntarily, and said, "Is it finished? It's time to go out for dinner."

An Ning raised her eyes and said, "I need to study it again, and I'll take it later. Also, you can't take these subordinates away. I want to keep them to see how my medicine reacts."

"Young master..." The subordinates who followed Fengchu were all terrified, "We have prepared several cages of mice for the young master. If the young master performs surgery or experiments with any medicine, it is enough for you to use... ..."

These subordinates were also frightened by An Ning's medicine, so they wished to persuade An Ning to use mice and let them go.

An Ning raised her eyes, and her eyes suddenly shot at these subordinates.

Although he was only a child of three or four years old, when An Ning's gaze came over, all the subordinates were terrified. The one who spoke just now swallowed a mouthful of saliva and dared not speak any more.

An Ning said calmly, "If you don't want to be operated on by me, don't say what I don't want to hear."

The subordinates were frightened, how dare they say anything?
Feng Chu saw that An Ning had a bit of his own demeanor, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "You guys don't mess with the young master, so why would the young master do anything to you?"

Seeing that Feng Chu was also on the side of An Ning, the subordinates held their breath and dared not say any more.

The scalpel in An Ning's hand was shining brightly, making everyone's eyes dazzled and their hearts beating violently.

An Ning was said to be boring by these subordinates, so he threw the scalpel away and said, "It's boring."

(End of this chapter)