Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

When taking the needle, Huo Yao took out the prepared medicine and syringe from his pocket, and when Huo Tingrui didn't pay much attention, he injected the medicine into the vein.

Ten minutes later, when Huo Yao finished collecting the last silver needle, her face was also pale with exhaustion. She glanced at her second brother, "Okay."

Huo Tingrui was also sweaty at this time, and she lay down in prostration, not wanting to move her fingers.

"By the way, brother, you'd better not go out these two days." Huo Yao put away the sterilized silver needle, and reminded him kindly.

"Why?" Huo Tingrui turned to look at her, asking puzzledly.

Huo Yao tilted his head, "Because you will keep trying to run to the toilet."

When Huo Tingrui thought of the show on TV, he subconsciously popped out the words: "Acupuncture needle detox?

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Probably that's what it means."

Huo Tingrui's cheeks trembled, looking at this mysterious.

"Second brother, take a good rest, I'll go back to the room first." Huo Yao didn't say any more, and walked out of the room holding the silver needle box.

After returning to the room, Huo Yao lay on the chaise longue for more than ten minutes, twisting her eyebrows with her fingers, her face faded slightly. After she got tired, she opened her eyes.

She took out the remaining half of the analytical solution in her pocket. The light blue liquid was translucent under the light. She got up from the chair and went to the bathroom.

Unscrew the lid, Huo Yao's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the expression in it was invisible. Holding the bottle with his fingertips, he slowly poured the analytical solution into the toilet and pressed the flush switch.

Ugh.

Huo Yao gave a light sigh and threw the empty bottle into the trash basket next to it.

When she came out of the bathroom, she didn't read a book or turned on the computer, so she went back to the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her entire head.

At this time, the cell phone ringing on the bedside table rang.

Huo Yao lay quietly for a while before she lifted the quilt, reached out and took the phone, looked at the caller ID on it, paused, and pressed the answer button.

"Asleep?" On the other end of the phone, Min Yu's clear voice came.

Huo Yao closed his eyes, and hummed softly.

Min Yu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding his phone, "In a bad mood?"

When Huo Yao heard this, she opened her eyes and paused for a few seconds before she replied dullly: "A little bit."

"What happened?" Min Yu looked out the window, the night was already dark and quiet.

Huo Yao held the quilt in his hand and wrapped it up again, "...It's nothing."

Min Yu was silent for a few seconds without asking more, just said, "Don't think too much."

"Yeah." Huo Yao responded shallowly.

Maybe something was on her mind, her voice sounded less wanton and sluggish, but it was more of the weak emotions of an ordinary girl.

It feels like a cat puts its paws away.

Min Yu constricted, "Sleep well."

Huo Yao said, "Then...good night."

"good night."

Hearing the hang-up sound coming from there, Min Yu took the phone from his ear. The screen of the phone was black. He moved his fingertips, unlocked it, clicked on WeChat, and sent a message.

Just as Huo Yao was about to put the phone down, he clicked on it again when he heard the WeChat ring.

[I heard that red envelopes can cure everything, try it. 】

Huo Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then soon saw several transfer messages popped up on the screen.

Huo Yao looked at these pieces of information, her fingertips paused on the screen, and for a while, she shrank her head with a laugh, and her mood seemed surprisingly quiet at this moment.