Aaron didn't know if he was having an illusion, but he always felt that Ethan Xiao was different from before. He became colder and more decisive, and even ordering him around seemed natural.
"Aaron, take two milliliters of your blood."
"Huh? What?" Before Aaron could react, he felt a slight electric shock on his arm and his blood sample had been taken away.
"Aaron, go get me a cup of coffee, sixty degrees."
"Aaron, take a sample of your saliva."
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