Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

Ning Qian blushed from being teased by him, and quickly shook off his hand, a trace of panic flashed across her face.

"Don't be so talkative, 24 hours is coming soon, you are not taking care of grandpa, what are you doing here?"

Huo Yanze, who was still smiling at first, instantly sank his face, his dark eyes couldn't help but darken, and his whole body exuded exhaustion.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of him, it's just that he feels uncomfortable seeing his grandfather whose breath is getting weaker and weaker.

"I just came from Grandpa's room. Grandpa's condition is fairly stable, but his complexion is getting worse and worse."

Although Mr. Huo didn't continue to vomit blood, Huo Yanze also knew that this was just a flashback.

Ning Qian lowered her head and said in a calm tone.

"I have already found the medicinal materials, but Mr. Lin said that they will be delivered in the early morning, and I don't know if they will be delivered on time."

It is a blessing in misfortune to be able to find the second mansa qiluo flower again, and whether it can be delivered in time depends entirely on God's will.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Huo Yanze was overjoyed, but when he heard that it might not be delivered, disappointment crossed his face.

Ning Qian walked out of the room and went straight to Mr. Huo's room. Housekeeper Yu stood by Mr. Huo's side, his withered face full of deep sadness.

Up to now, she can only pray that Lin Zichan can be delivered in time.

Time passed by every minute and every second. Seeing that the appointed time was about to arrive, the old man's pale face gradually turned purple, and she also became anxious.

Why haven't you come yet!

Huo Yanze sat on the sofa, crossed his hands on his knees, with a serious expression on his face.

"Young Master, Young Madam, the time is coming soon..."

Apart from being anxious, Steward Yu could only wander back and forth in front of the two of them.

Ning Qian took out a silver needle and slowly stabbed it into the top of Mr. Huo's head, then took out another silver needle and stuck it into the base of his thigh.

"I can only temporarily slow down his blood circulation and try to delay the time, but it won't last long. After all, slowing down the blood circulation for a long time will also cause great harm to the human body."

This is their only option.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Huo Feng rushed in suddenly with a look of joy on his face.

"Mr. Huo, Miss Ning, here we come. People from the auction house are here!"

Huo Yanze and Ning Qian stood up from the sofa at the same time, and then there was the sound of a wheelchair being dragged behind Huo Feng, and the boy pushed Lin Zichan into Huo's house.

To Ning Qian's surprise, behind them was Fang Fuqu tied up with a rope.

"Madam, Mr. Huo, it's not too late for me to come."

The smile on Lin Zichan's face didn't fade at all, and became more intense. He was still holding a delicate and small box in his hand.

"Just in time!"

Ning Qian stepped forward with gratitude in her eyes, she didn't expect that Lin Zichan really made the immature Mansa Qiluo flower bloom!

She glanced at Fang Fuqu who was tied up, her brows were furrowed, thinking of what happened yesterday, her face gradually became sullen.

Seeing the anger in Ning Qian's eyes, Lin Zichan also knew why she was angry, and said quickly.

"Bai Qi, bring Fu Que up."

The boy nodded, pulled Fang Fuqu and walked up, pushing him directly in front of the two of them.

It turned out that this boy was called Bai Qi.

"Madam, our boss knows what Fu Que did yesterday, and has already reprimanded Fu Que well."

Bai Qi's voice was faint, and he came back behind Lin Zichan. Everything he did was just for Lin Zichan.

"I've somewhat understood what happened yesterday. Today I plan to hand over Fu Que to Madam. If Fu Que's lingering anger has not subsided, it is Fu Que's fault."

Ning Qian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in her heart. She deserves to be the boss of the auction house who can be feared in the imperial capital, and can be so decisive in dealing with her subordinates.

"Let's put it aside for the time being. Thank you, Boss Lin, for personally sending the Mansa Qiluo flower here today."

She took the box in Lin Zichan's hand, nodded her thanks, then turned and walked into Mr. Huo's room.

Huo Yanze downstairs looked at Lin Zichan vigilantly. From the time he entered the door until now, Lin Zichan didn't seem to have opened his eyes to look at him.

Although he had heard of this rumored owner of the auction house, he had never seen it, and this was the first time he had seen it today.

What surprised him was that he didn't want to be so young.

"Mr. Huo, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I'm lucky to see you today."

Lin Zichan smiled slightly at Huo Yanze, but the elegant smile made Huo Yanze feel a little bit of danger.

He just nodded, but he didn't intend to talk too much, but what he thought in his heart coincided with Ning Qian's.

This man gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and he was not someone he was willing to touch and offend.

Besides, being able to suppress many famous nobles in the imperial capital must have a lot of background, and there are still means.

At the same time, Ning Qian opened the exquisite box in Mr. Huo's room, and the strong scent of medicine inside the box immediately hit her face.

Butler Yu, who was also in the room, looked anxious, looked at Ning Qian in a hurry, and asked involuntarily.

"Young Madam, what shall we do now?"

Ning Qian took out the Mansa Qiluo flower, carefully measured the lines on it, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no problem.

"It's okay, as long as the medicinal materials are in my hands, I will naturally have the confidence to wake up Grandpa."

She tore off the petals of the mansa chira flower one by one, put them in the bowl prepared in advance, and cut the stem with a knife, and the white juice flowed out of her mouth.

"This juice is actually white!"

Butler Yu couldn't help being a little surprised by An'an, he really didn't expect it to be like this.

"Housekeeper, you use half of the petals and this white juice to boil the medicine. It will take about 10 minutes, and then bring it here."

The butler who received the order hurried to the kitchen with half of the flower petals and juice.

Ning Qian looked at the remaining petals with a dignified expression, and put the petals to Mr. Huo's mouth, trying to stuff it into Mr. Huo's mouth.

These petals can only last the old man for half an hour. What can detoxify and repair the internal organs is the juice in the mansa chira flower.

It's just that there is no other way now, she can only use these petals to let the old man persist until the medicine is boiled.

"How is it? How is Grandpa?"

Huo Yanze walked into the room, Ning Qian was just holding the petals, with a dignified expression, she had tried her best, and whether she could get better, it depended on whether the old man could come over.

Twenty minutes later, Butler Yu came in with a scalding medicine. Ning Qian took the medicine and carefully fed it to the old man bit by bit.