Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

At this moment, the shadowed cell phone rang.

She put down her pen, took out her mobile phone, and saw that her cousin was calling, and quickly pressed the answer button, "...Well, I will come down to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Ying looked at Huo Yao, "Giant sister, I have to go downstairs, pick up my cousin, and come back soon."

Hearing this, Huo Yao moved his eyebrows slightly, and nodded, "Okay."

Meng Ying hurriedly walked outside with her mobile phone. Huo Yao watched her figure disappear into the elevator entrance, then turned back to the ward and closed the door.

When she walked to the bed, she took out the silver needle that she put in her bag in the morning, opened the sheepskin cloth, first took the longest thin needle, leaned forward, and slowly plunged into a big hole on the top of Meng's father.

Immediately, she put a few more needles on the top of her head. If a Chinese medicine practitioner who is familiar with the acupoints of the human body was present at this time, she would definitely be shocked by Huo Yao's needle placement.

Because every needle she puts is the most immobile acupuncture point on the head, once these acupuncture points are too deep or biased, it is very likely that people will die on the spot.

Not to mention that she was always injecting needles casually, like a quack who didn't get started.

As soon as he finished sticking the acupuncture points on his head, there were obvious brain fluctuations on the next machine. Huo Yao only glanced faintly and ignored it.

Soon she took out two short silver needles and stuck them on the Shenmen and Taiyuan points respectively.

At this moment, Father Meng's fingers moved suddenly. Although it was very subtle, Huo Yao saw it.

Calculating the time in his mind, Huo Yao began to narrow his needle two minutes later.

Outside Mengying had taken the elevator with her cousin and her family, and after a while, the elevator reached the sixth floor.

A group of people came out, Mengying led the way, and when she reached the door of the ward, she stretched out her hand and slowly twisted the doorknob.

The door opened, and seeing Huo Yao who was still sitting in the chair, Meng Ying quickly whispered to her cousin and uncle: "This is my classmate, who came to see my dad specially."

When the shadowy cousin looked at Huo Yao, her eyes clearly lit up, a few words to sum up, beautiful young lady.

Huo Yao stood up, smiled slightly at several people, and nodded to say hello.

People are good-looking and polite, no one will be disgusted.

Huo Yao picked up the shoulder bag next to him and said to Mengying, "I will go back first."

Meng Ying glanced at her cousin's family, and it was too difficult to keep Huo Yao, and said: "Then I will send you."

Huo Yao nodded, but did not refuse. As soon as she walked out the door, she took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket and handed it to Meng Ying, "When your dad wakes up, give him one pill, and the rest One grain per day is enough."

Meng Ying was stunned, did not understand her words too much, but she still subconsciously took the medicine bottle.

"Okay, I'll go, see you next week." Huo Yao waved at her, turned and left.

Meng Ying looked at the direction she was leaving for a while before she recovered her senses, looked down at the porcelain bottle in her hand, paused, and opened the bottle cap to smell it.

It is the taste of Chinese medicine.

At this moment, the cousin in the ward suddenly walked out with ecstasy on her face, "Sister, second uncle, he woke up."

When Meng Ying heard this, she turned around and looked at her cousin, her eyes widened in disbelief, "You, what did you say?"

"I said, your father is awake!"

Meng Ying's nose sore, and he hurriedly closed the medicine bottle in his hand, put it in his pocket, and staggered into the ward.