Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

"This is not an ordinary jasmine flower, this is a magical grass. How could Dr. Peng have this kind of magical grass." Chu Yao suspiciously asked himself.

Although Dr. Peng was an all-round medical and surgical doctor they brought back from abroad, things like Shencao were indeed doubtful.

Han Hengchuan looked at these sacred grasses thoughtfully.

Not long after, Uncle Cen rushed over with Dr. Peng.

"Doctor Peng, trouble you." Doctor Peng was dragged over by Uncle Cen anxiously, and both of them panted slightly.

"Uncle Cen, please go out first."

When Uncle Cen brought Dr. Peng over, Han Hengchuan told him.

Uncle Cen was a little surprised, but he nodded after listening to Han Hengchuan's words.

However, before he went out, he gave Chu Yao a few words and asked him to take care of Han Hengchuan.

It wasn't until there were only three of them left in the house that Dr. Peng felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but he was always calm.

"I heard that Young Master Han has a headache, can I show it to you?" Doctor Peng asked politely.

Dr. Peng is a mixed-race person, with a typical appearance of M country, but with brown eyes, and Mandarin is also very standard.

Han Hengchuan did not speak, looked at him, and asked, "Where did you get these sacred grasses?"

When he opened his mouth, he pointed out that these jasmine flowers were the **** grass.

For Han Hengchuan's open question, Dr. Peng was stunned for a moment.

However, he reacted quickly, smiled politely, and asked instead without understanding.

"Master said this is a sacred grass? This is obviously a jasmine flower. I don't know what do you mean, Master?"

"Also, what is the **** grass? Is it another name for jasmine?"

Chu Yao was watching the show. He felt that Dr. Peng must have a problem. Although it is not a bad aspect, there is definitely a problem.

Han Hengchuan still said calmly: "Who is behind Doctor Peng? You can't get these magical grasses, and these expensive machines have not yet come out, right?"

His problem is obvious, no matter how calm Dr. Peng is, he still doubts him.

Doctor Peng smiled, still looking at him with incomprehensible eyes.

Perhaps it was because Han Hengchuan's eyes were so sharp that Dr. Peng couldn't keep it up, turning his head to look at Chu Yao, who was silent.

"Is Young Master Han like this before? I suspect that Mr. Han may have some problems here. Can you tell me about his situation after waking up?"

Doctor Peng pointed to his head and asked Chu Yao in a low voice.

Chu Yao lowered his head and fiddled with the petals of the sacred grass jasmine, and was suddenly called by someone. He felt like standing and lying down with a gun.

I also had to give Dr. Peng a thumbs up.

Even if I dare to say that Brother Heng has a problem with his brain, he still said it in front of Brother Han. It was unprecedented and the first person today.

He coughed softly a few times and reminded: "Dr. Peng, I believe you are not the kind of spy who plots badly."

"So you tell us honestly, who asked you to send these sacred grass jasmine, and who is the person behind you?"

He actually admired the man behind Dr. Peng very much. Dr. Peng worked hard in the private hospital of the Han family, and there was no sign of betrayal, but he was not theirs.

The key is that they haven't noticed it yet, haven't found it!

If they hadn't known this sacred grass, they would have been deceived.

Doctor Peng was a little embarrassed: "I don't know what you are talking about. If there is someone behind me, it is your Han family."

Han Hengchuan was lying halfway on the bed, his eyes faintly falling on Doctor Peng's body.

"These things were sent by Chu Ning, right?"