In recent years, the Feng Family's business has been thriving, and Feng Chu has enjoyed great success.
He strode towards the laboratory, and even before he came close, he heard loud crying inside, mixed with the tender voices of children.
Feng Chu frowned: "What's the trouble now?"
"It's because of the little young master's blood drawing..." his subordinate hurriedly responded, "This happens every other day. But there's nothing we can do about it."
Upon hearing about the blood drawing, Feng Chu involuntarily frowned again.
Blood drawing, blood drawing, it's always about blood drawing time, which truly gives him an immense headache.
Seeing Feng Chu's despairing expression, the subordinate dared not say anything more.
Feng Chu walked up to the laboratory door and said, "Have someone open the door."
The subordinate hurriedly went forward, as if afraid of contagion from some terrible virus, carefully opening the door.