Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Min Yu, who was far away in the capital, sneezed suddenly. At this time, his handsome facial features were a little different from usual white, but his eyes were still deep and dark.

"Master, is your body..." Zhuo Yun looked worried.

Min Yu raised his hand, "It's okay."

"The auction doesn't start until 6 pm. Would you like to go back to the manor to rest first?" Zhuo Yun asked with concern.

"No, go directly to the venue later." Min Yu's eyes were clear, and after a slight pause, he turned his head sideways, "Be careful of anyone entering the venue tonight."

Zhuo Yun nodded, "I understand, as long as that person appears, we will be able to keep him."

Min Yu casually flicked his cuffs, and after a long time, he said lightly, "I hope."

"As long as he needs the medicine, he will definitely appear." Zhuo Yun lowered his voice, his expression gloomy.

**

Here Huo Yao watched the old lady finish drinking the medicine, and then accompanied her to talk. After all, she was a little old, and her body was still very weak, so she fell asleep after a long time.

Huo Yao tucked the quilt for her, and after a while, she walked out of the ward.

As soon as he took the elevator down to the first floor, Huo Yao ran into He Xiaoman. No, to be exact, she should have been waiting for her on purpose.

"Come with me, I have something to tell you."

There are a lot of people coming and going, so He Xiaoman's voice is not that sharp, but his face is still as arrogant as ever.

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, looked at He Xiaoman's back who had already walked towards the flower bed outside, thought for a few seconds, then stepped up and followed.

"Let me ask you, what kind of medicine did you give the old lady?" He Xiaoman's eyes were cold, seeing Huo Yao like a wicked person.

Huo Yao put his hands in his trouser pockets with a sloppy expression, "What, is there something wrong with my medicine?"

He Xiaoman laughed angrily at her attitude, "Without any packaging instructions and no manufacturer, you really dare to give this kind of medicine to an old man in his 60s or 70s? Huo Yao, do you think Kill her?"

"Three no medicines?" Huo Yao suddenly let out a chuckle, raised his eyelids lazily, his eyes darkened, and he met He Xiaoman's questioning face, "You, know, Tao, me, yes, medicine, value , more, less, money, is it?"

She spoke very slowly, word by word, as if deliberately, as if mocking.

He Xiaoman was taken aback by her attitude of speaking. After a while, she recovered and snorted coldly, "No matter how valuable your medicine is, it's also a three-no medicine."

How much is a rural local medicine worth? It's hilarious!

After a pause, He Xiaoman added: "What's more, I even showed it to the doctor. Even the doctor said that this kind of rural local medicine should not be tried easily. Apart from aggravating the load on the heart, it is no different from a chronic poison at all."

"The old lady's physical indicators are already stable. If it wasn't for your medicine, why did she suddenly fall ill again last night? Huo Yao, if something really goes wrong with the old lady, you are the culprit who harmed her!"

The corners of Huo Yao's lips twitched, and he wasn't angry at the remarks. He just asked lightly, "Is the doctor who administered the medicine highly myopic and undocumented?"

He Xiaoman: "..."

Shaking his head with a chuckle, Huo Yao didn't bother to waste time here, so he turned around and left without saying anything.

He Xiaoman came back to his senses and looked at the back of Huo Yaoyuan, his face ashen.