Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The hospital had already been arranged.

Huo Yao went directly to the ward.

The person lying on the hospital bed had his eyes closed tightly, except for the data displayed on the nearby instrument, which was walking smoothly, he could barely see the ups and downs of his chest breathing.

Huo Yao walked to the bed, took a cold look, then pulled over the chair next to him, stretched out his hand, and his fingertips fell on the pulse of Old Man Song.

Min Yu next to her, after she finished her pulse, said slightly surprised: "I thought you wouldn't care."

Huo Yao took out the silver needle from his bag without looking up at him, "How boring to die."

Wouldn't it be nice to see the end of one's inability to die?

A silver needle in Huo Yao's hand was already in the acupuncture point. After a while, she said lightly: "What's more, it's a vocation for a doctor to save people."

Min Yu glanced at her. It was normal to say this from anyone's mouth, but she should be called a horror here.

"People are still saved?" he asked.

Huo Yao tilted her head and took another shot. "Have you seen Alzheimer's?" After a pause, she added: "The kind that can be seen and heard, but can't make any response. "

Some people may not be good to live. On the contrary, they may be liberated when they die.

Min Yu understood the meaning of this, and did not ask again, walked to the side and waited for her.

About ten minutes later, Huo Yao retracted the needle and looked up at the data on the nearby instrument. Several whispered normal values ​​have gradually risen.

Huo Yao retracted his gaze, squeezed his wrist, walked to Min Yu's side, "Go."

Seeing her gesture, Min Yu took the initiative to hold her right wrist and rubbed it with his fingertips, and led people out of the ward.

When he took the elevator downstairs and walked out of the hospital, the cold night breeze blew, completely blown away the little bit of alcohol that Huo Yao had left.

There was no soreness in the wrist, but the gentle pinching of the fingertips continued. Huo Yao's eyelashes moved lightly, and he slanted his head and glanced at Min Yu on his side.

Under the unfolded coat is a black turtleneck sweater, which makes the outline of his entire profile exquisite and three-dimensional, and there is no flaw at all when I look at it diagonally.

This good-looking person really has the ability to appeal to people's hearts and souls.

Huo Yao commented in his heart.

When he walked to the parking lot, Min Yu pulled the car door and waited for Huo Yao to sit in the co-pilot before getting into the car. As soon as he started the engine, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He took a look at the caller ID and quickly pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call was connected, Ms. Nie’s gentle voice came over over the phone, “I heard your uncle come back and say that you brought that little girl to dinner with you today.”

Min Yu hummed faintly, "You just called to ask about this?"

"Are you drunk?" Nie Su asked after a few seconds of silence.

Min Yu put his hand on the door frame, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingertips, "Who do you think of me?"

"Oh." Nie Su's voice sounded a little regretful, "Mom doesn't think people can be too serious."

Min Yu: "..."

"Hang up first if nothing happened." Min Yu coughed, and without waiting for Ms. Nie to speak, unilaterally announced the end of the chat.

Throw the phone into the box next to him, then turned the steering wheel and drove out of the hospital.

On the way back, Ms. Nie's reminder kept ringing in her ears.

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On the other side, Song Qi hurriedly returned to Ji's house.

The first thing you do when you get home is to go back to your room and turn on the computer.

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