The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

He won't take the medicine she gave him anymore, and he won't be surprised if she checks his pulse.

He pushed away his chair suddenly and stood up. He didn't even care about the eyes of the English teacher whose face was as black as coal in front of the blackboard, and walked out of the classroom grandly, carrying his schoolbag.

His unruly back attracted the admiring looks of several girls.

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As soon as Butler Ning got out of the car with his lunch box, he saw his young master walking quickly towards him with a dark face.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and quickly chased after his young master.

"Master...you won't have classes?"

This question is a bit redundant.

In fact, it was Ning Quruo's two consecutive abnormal behaviors that made Butler Ning feel that he seemed to have missed something important.

But after thinking about it carefully, I couldn't figure it out.

"Master, since you are fine now, why not meet the master of Chinese medicine?"

Ning Quruo didn't refute. He got into the car and faced outside. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

I went home and saw an old Chinese medicine doctor and checked my pulse carefully.

Butler Ning personally sent the old Chinese medicine doctor out. When the old Chinese medicine doctor said that Ning Quruo's body was better now than before the surgery, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

Although no one in the family told her, several serious doctors had diagnosed Ning Quruo after the last surgery.

There is only one result: life is about to end.

These four simple words were like a sharp sword piercing into their hearts.

Being afraid of being near the end of your life is a euphemistic way of saying it.

Ning Quruo was afraid that he might... die at any time.

One more day to live is one day.

Unexpectedly, there was something that no one could do, but in the hands of the divine doctor Gu, just two small pills were able to adjust the young master's body.

He then asked the Chinese doctor carefully if he could use some kind of tiger-wolf medicine that could make the body recover at once, but damage the foundation of the body.

The Chinese medicine doctor shook his head: "I can still see this."

Only now did Butler Ning feel relieved.

He walked home with excitement on his face. He really wanted to place a memorial tablet belonging to Gu Weimian in the house and burn three sticks of incense every day.

But it's a little too strange to do this. Whether the person is dead or not, what tablet is he placing?

Ning Quruo had long since disappeared from the living room.

He walked up, looked at the man in the study who was looking down at the documents, pushed the door open and walked in, trying to say, "Master, Dr. Chen has been sent away."

Ning Quruo was not interested and didn't even raise his head.

Upon seeing this, Butler Ning said, "I think we should prepare a gift for Miss Gu."

"Get out!" The man who had always been expressionless suddenly raised his head at this moment.

Before Butler Ning could speak again, a layer of ice seemed to have condensed on the man's face, and his beautiful thin lips slowly opened.

"Even if I die, I won't try to please her!"

He said and lowered his head again.

Butler Ning's heart trembled and he sighed deeply.

How good is this?

Miss Gu is a person of real ability.

Not to mention anything else, if he could get a few more pills, it would mean that the young master could live a few more years.

He opened his mouth. If he tried to persuade him again, he might make Ning Quruo even more disgusted.

Butler Ning could only withdraw from the study.

It wasn't until the study door was closed that Ning Quruo raised his head again.

The document in his hand was torn off by the man and crumpled into a ball.

"What kind of rubbish did you do?"

Although he has an unruly personality, he is not lacking in talent, hard work, and vision.