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    The Amazing son inw Chapter 2635 (Charlie Wade)


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    The fortune-telling old man was taken aback when even Hank, a mild-mannered middle-aged man, challenged him. With irritation, he retorted, “Why are you talking about science? What is science anyway? You should have basicmon sense! Dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes to phoenixes. I have blood type AB, and my son also has blood type AB. That’spletely normal! Where’s the issue?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Hank responded, somewhat helplessly, “Old gentleman, you really need to believe in science. While I’m not a medical professional, I am a university professor, so I have some foundational knowledge.”<fn6cac> This content belongs to ?ovelFind</fn6cac>


    Upon hearing that Hank was a professor, the old man felt a wave of panic wash over him. He realized that Hank wasn’t just some random person; he appeared to be knowledgeable.


    Subconsciously, the old man asked, “Since you’re a professor, can you exin to me why my son doesn’t have blood type AB?”


    Hank replied earnestly, “Exining the principle behind this isn’t something I can do quickly, but you can easily find the information online.”


    Quickly, the old man pulled out a different-brand mobile phone with arge screen and began searching. After some time, his expression shifted to one of dull realization as he discovered the results. The information confirmed Hank’s exnation: parents with blood types AB and O can only have children with blood types A or B, never O or AB.


    This revtion hit him hard, as it implied that his eldest son could not possibly be his biological child. The thought nearly made him choke on his own disbelief!


    Panic-stricken, he grabbed his phone and called his second son, asking directly, “Second, do you know what your blood type is?”


    His second son replied, surprised, “I think it’s type O, just like my mother.”


    “Type O?” The old man felt as if he had been struck by lightning and blurted out, “Are you sure? Did you misremember?”


    “Absolutely,” the second son confirmed. “Last time, I got caught stealing a cable, and they did a blood type test before I served my sentence, which is recorded in the files.”


    Suddenly, the old man felt darkness envelop him.


    What a shocking disaster! Neither the eldest nor the second child was actually his?!


    In his despair, he thought about his youngest son and couldn’t help but ce another call. As soon as the other end picked up, he asked, “Third child, do you know your blood type?”


    The youngest son responded, surprised, “Dad, what are you asking? I’m in a sports car right now and can’t talk while driving; the camera is capturing everything.”


    Without missing a beat, the old man insisted, “Just tell me!”


    Confused, the youngest son asked, “Why are you so interested in this?”


    The old man snapped, “Stop with the unnecessary questions! Just answer what I ask!”


    The younger son hurriedly replied, “Okay, I have blood type AB, just like you. I inherited it from you.”


    At this point, the old man felt close to copsing from anxiety.


    Then, the youngest son added, “Dad, the teacher from Ascendas School called and said that this kid is struggling in all his subjects. He asked me to report for training sses. Can you take care of that?”


    Furious, the old man cursed, “I’ll give him a leg to grandma!”


    In a fit of rage, he smashed the phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces, and then he broke down in tears.


    He couldn’t believe that none of his three sons were actually his biological children.


    Holding his face in despair, hemented, “What sins have Imitted? I’ve dedicated my life to raising sons and grandchildren that belong to someone else.”


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