Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 423 What tricks is the old liar playing?

Remember for a second【】

In the kitchen, Song Ning was busy, Huo Yao walked over and asked casually, "Mom, is the old man gone?"

Song Ning glanced back at her daughter without correcting her name. She only said, "I probably caught a cold last night. I've been sluggish for a whole day today. I just took my medicine and went back to my room to rest."

Hearing this, Huo Yao frowned.

What tricks is this old liar playing?

"I'll go take a look." Huo Yao said.

Song Ning waved his hand, "Go ahead."

Soon, Huo Yao went upstairs. The door of the guest room was not locked. She twisted the door handle, pushed the door and walked in.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and no light came in, so the whole room was dark and there was no ventilation, and it was stuffy.

Huo Yao turned on the switch of the chandelier, her eyes fell on the big bed, and after a pause, she walked over and saw the old man sleeping with his eyes closed, his face was not very good.

really sick?

The old man didn't fall asleep at first, but his mental state was not good. Then he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Huo Yao staring at him for a moment, he didn't have the strength to say, "Why, seeing that I'm sick, you just Are you happy?"

Huo Yao glanced at him, "If you have the strength to speak, it doesn't seem to be too ill."

When the old man heard this, he felt even more dizzy, "What a loveless person."

"Oh, you don't need to have love for a liar like you." Huo Yao's voice was still cool and cold.

The old man simply covered his head with the quilt, "You hurry up, don't make my sickness worse, make me more angry, I'll really depend on your family for not leaving in the future."

Huo Yao shook his head speechlessly, turned to the window, and pushed open the closed window. Suddenly, air flowed in, diluting the dullness of the room.

The old man ripped off the quilt that was covering him. Seeing that Huo Yao hadn't left, he felt a little more comfortable in his heart, but he still hummed, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Huo Yao walked back to the bed again, and didn't bother to talk to him. He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed his wrist that was placed outside the quilt.

"What are you doing?" The old man was taken aback by her sudden action.

Subconsciously, he was about to pull out his hand, but when he met Huo Yao's gaze, there was an instant thought of not daring to resist.

He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to move his hands.

The old man was very depressed in his heart, and he was a little cowardly with this little girl.

Huo Yao withdrew his hand, and said with a little playfulness, "Trusted, chest tightness, weakness, typical acclimatization, old man, where did you come from?"

The old man hurriedly put his hand back into the quilt. He didn't know if he was not satisfied with the soil and water, but... "How do you know that I am flustered, chest tight, and powerless?"

Huo Yao glanced at him, "If I want to know, I will naturally know."

After pinching his hand, he could judge his physical condition. In this case, the old man suddenly widened his eyes, "Do you still take the pulse?"

"I know more, especially at fisting. Would you like to try it?" Huo Yao squeezed his fist and said lightly.

old man "."

Look, this is clearly threatening people, right?

She looks so good, how can it not be cute at all! !

Seeing that the old man didn't dare to speak, Huo Yao let out a light sigh and didn't speak any more, turned around and walked out.

When the old man saw that she just left like this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so he shouted to her back, "Hey, you unconscionable girl, do you just ignore me?"

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Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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