Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao didn't know what Song Ning was thinking. After she sat down, she gently rolled up the sleeves of her clothes, and her long and thin fingers landed on her temples, pressing them neither lightly nor heavy.

Her techniques are very skilled. If there are experts in the field, they will find that the places she presses are all large acupuncture points on the head. A place not to move.

Song Ning originally sat down to give her a massage because she couldn't bear to touch her daughter's good intentions, but she didn't think about it for a while, and she felt very comfortable. Chinese medicine clubs are even better.

"Yaoyao, have you ever gone to learn? It doesn't hurt much when you press my head like this." Song Ning closed her eyes with a look of enjoyment on her face.

Huo Yao didn't stop moving his hands, his voice was quite flat, "I used to press the old lady often."

It turned out to be so.

Song Ning had no doubt about him, and the corners of her lips raised a touch of pride: "My daughter is amazing, she's better than those in the massage parlors out there!"

Huo Yao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes blocked the look in her eyes, "Did you use the medicine on time last time?"

"Yeah, especially that incense pill. It tastes light and smells good, and it doesn't feel stuffy at all. I feel that the quality of sleep at night has improved a lot during this time. Even your dad said that the symptoms of insomnia have decreased these days." Song Ning said with a smile.

"You probably didn't take that bottle of medicine, right?" Huo Yao's voice was flat. Although it was a question, his tone was affirmative.

If you eat it, this headache will not happen today.

Song Ning pinched her dress with a guilty conscience, and then whispered after a while, "That medicine... tastes too heavy, bitter, and hard to swallow..." After taking it once, she didn't want to take it again.

Huo Yao sighed, "Good medicine is bitter, you must eat it."

Song Ning heard her daughter's low sigh, and her heart felt like she was being beaten by something. She quickly said, "Mom promises that I will eat on time in the future, and I will endure it no matter how hard it is."

Huo Yao has withdrawn his hand, "Okay, how do you feel now?"

Song Ning opened her eyes and moved her neck subconsciously. She said miraculously, "It doesn't hurt at all, and I feel refreshed."

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking to himself, he didn't even look at who shot.

Song Ning turned around, looked at Huo Yao, and asked curiously, "By the way, I heard you and your eldest brother talking about the competition this morning. Did you sign up for any competition?"

Huo Yao nodded and replied with a blank expression: "It's a very boring...a knowledge contest with no prize money."

When Song Ning heard it, she thought it was just an ordinary extracurricular competition, "Oh, let's just take the test and exercise."

After she finished speaking, her eyes became more fierce. This boss is enough. Isn't it just a small game. As for talking to her sister in such a big temper in the morning?

But after a few seconds, Song Ning raised his head again and asked, "Can I find this competition you participated in online?"

Although my daughter said it was a boring game, she, a mother, should pay attention to it.

Although Huo Yao didn't understand what Ms. Song asked about, he thought about it and replied, "It should be possible, you can search for the national knowledge contest."

"Okay." Song Ning had already taken out his phone.

Huo Yao glanced at her and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first."

"Well, let's go."

Song Ning replied without raising her head. The webpage on her mobile phone had already been opened, and she quickly typed in the words "National Knowledge Contest"...