The doctors returned with the DNA results, their expressions tense as they approached Grandpa Sun. One of them addressed him cautiously, "Master Sun, should I read the results to you?"
Grandpa Sun, his hands trembling, replied hoarsely, "Give it to me."
Yang Bojun, standing nearby with a smug demeanor, interjected, "Perhaps I should do it for you."
Sun Weilong, sensing the tension, intervened, "Let me do it, Dad."
Grandpa Sun took the papers, his fingers shaking as he unfolded them. He scanned the contents silently, his breath catching in his throat.
After a moment, he laid the papers aside, tears welling in his eyes. Yang Bojun's smirk deepened as he taunted, "I assume you've confirmed it... Father."
The room fell silent, the weight of the revelation hanging heavily in the air.
