"How likely is it." Diwu Zexuan's eyes darkened.
"Fifty percent." The assistant responded hastily, "And if you plan to keep it, you'll have to wait until about three to four months when it is formed to conduct specific screenings, otherwise... it would greatly harm Miss Rui Hui's body."
"Give me the test results." Diwu Zexuan extended his hand, took the report from the assistant, skimmed through it, and then slammed it onto the desk, "Tell them, not a single word of this report should be known to Rui Hui."
"Master..."
"Do I need to be clearer?" Diwu Zexuan raised his brows, displeased.
The assistant's body stiffened, nodded thoroughly, "Understood."
After the assistant turned to leave, Diwu Zexuan picked up the report again, carefully read through it, his enchanting eyes like a scanner, imprinting every character into his mind.
The next second, he opened the shredder and threw the entire report into it.
He stood up briskly and stepped toward Rui Hui's resting room.
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