Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

That incense is the most important thing to delay the aggravation of the master's physical injury, this Miss Huo actually killed the incense without saying a word.

Yang Yi's eyes were red and he was already hideous. It was even more terrifying when he was angry. He walked over and snatched the half-burned incense in Huo Yao's hand, and then took out the lighter. Want to reignite.

Huo Yao was not frightened by his appearance, and the corners of his lips twitched lightly, "If you want him to die sooner, keep putting the incense on it."

Her voice sounded very light and light, but it was inexplicably violent.

Yang Yi paused, knowing that he shouldn't be affected by words that the other party didn't understand, but he didn't press his finger on the lighter for a long time.

Elder Pei next to him heard the words, but subconsciously looked at Huo Yao and asked, "Why can't I burn incense?"

Huo Yao sat down at Min Yu's side, but said lightly to him: "Put out your hand."

Min Yu tilted his head and saw that Huo Yao's expression was nothing the same as usual, but in the pair of dizzy eyes he had never seen a deep look that did not match her age.

He stretched out his hand.

Huo Yao's fingertips were placed on her wrists, and as she probed her veins, her delicate face gradually enveloped a layer of seriousness. After a while, she withdrew her hand.

His eyes fell on the calf that Min Yu had hit before, and he leaned forward and lifted his trouser legs, glanced at it and put it down.

"Paper, pen." Huo Yan pursed his lips, spit out these two words in a brief and terrifying manner.

When Zhuo Yun heard this, he subconsciously went to find paper and pen. After a while, he came back and passed the paper and pen to Huo Yao, with a much more respectful attitude than before.

He didn't think about Huo Yao's genius doctor friend who made incense. Judging from the situation where he just got his pulse, it is not difficult to see that she might be able to heal.

Soon, Huo Yao made a list of materials on the paper, and after writing it, he passed it to Zhuo Yun, "I need these medicinal materials."

After a pause, Huo Yao said again: "But there are some medicinal materials on it that may not be easy to find."

Zhuo Yun took the prescription with a firm expression, "I will find it no matter how hard it is to find it."

At this time, he had completely put all hope on Huo Yao's body.

Huo Yao thought for a while, then said: "Well, no hurry, just be ready within three days."

When Zhuo Yun heard that sound in no hurry, he couldn't help but glanced at his master carefully. What was his master's situation in a hurry? Although there was doubt in his heart, he did not dare to ask more.

"Then I will prepare now." Zhuo Yun said.

He took the prescription and wanted to walk out, but when he passed by Yang Yi, Yang Yi grabbed his arm.

Zhuo Yun looked at Yang Yi, not understanding what he meant.

Yang Yi glanced at Huo Yao, then scanned the list of medicinal materials in Zhao Zhuoyun's hand, his eyes finally fell on his face with a deep voice, "Brother Yu, his body is not a joke."

Although this Miss Huo seemed to know how to heal at this time, she didn't even dare to administer medicine easily when Pei came, but she simply listed her pulse on the medicine list, she looked casual. How can people believe that she can cure the disease?

He didn't believe that a seventeen-year-old girl could have any good medical skills. Even if her medical skills were good, could it be higher than the inheritor of the generation of traditional Chinese medicine for a hundred years, who was known as the old man of Chinese medicine?

When Zhuo Yun met Yang Yi's eyes, he didn't understand his concerns, but... he took a deep breath and said firmly, "I believe Miss Huo."

Yang Yi frowned, "You..."