Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Min Yu promptly caught Huo Yao's drift and took the meds from her. He picked up a glass of water and swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Huo Yao tutted and asked him. "What if it's poison?"

Min Yu put down the glass and looked at Huo Yao. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at his heart and said softly, "I trust you. You would never do it to me."

After all, he knew she liked him.

When Huo Yao saw him pointing at his heart, she promptly remembered kissing him on his chest and her face flushed crimson.

If she knew he was going to embarrass her, she should have prepared some poison for him instead!

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Before long, Pei Rong's car arrived outside Min Yu's villa.

After the car pulled up, Old Mr. Pei raised his head and glanced at the villa outside. He did not open the car door and get off right away. Instead, he said to Pei Rong, "I'll go in on my own. You can go back first."

Pei Rong was about to undo his seat belt. His hands froze the moment he heard what his father said. He turned and looked at Old Mr. Pei and said, "Are you…"

Old Mr. Pei interrupted mid-sentence before Pei Rong could finish. "It's inappropriate for you to come along."

Pei Rong went quiet briefly. He stopped undoing his seatbelt and said, "Fine. Call me when you're done then."

"Don't bother. I can go back on my own later," replied Old Mr. Pei as he shook his head. He proceeded to get out of the car.

Pei Rong narrowed his eyes as he watched his father walk toward the villa entrance.

Before long, Pei Rong drove off.

After he had gone some distance, Old Mr. Pei veered his eyes and pressed the doorbell.

Zhuo Yun quickly walked out in a couple of minutes. When he saw Old Mr. Pei at the entrance, he nodded politely and opened the door. "Hello, Old Mr. Pei."

Old Mr. Pei nodded and entered the villa. As he entered, he asked how Min Yu was doing.

Zhuo Yun put on a sad look and sighed. "You can see for yourself in a minute."

Old Mr. Pei felt worried.

The two of them quickly entered the living room.

Min Yu sat on the couch leaning against the couch's backrest. His face was completely pale and even his lips were white. From the looks of it, he was very sick.

Old Mr. Pei did not bother to make small talk. After greeting Min Yu, he promptly walked up beside Min Yu. "Young Master Min, may I take your pulse?"

Min Yu nodded. He acted tired as he extended his hand.

Huo Yao touched her nose. She could not help feeling astonished by Min Yu's acting skills.

Old Mr. Pei took a seat and placed his hand on Min Yu's wrist. After examining Min Yu, he frowned worriedly. "I don't get it. Why is your condition so unstable?"

Min Yu's pulse felt even worse than before Huo Yao treated him.

Old Mr. Pei pulled his hand back and said solemnly, "Young Master Min, your old ailment is suffering from relapse for some reason."

"He suddenly had a relapse a couple of days ago. It just happened out of the blue," said Zhuo Yun in a solemn tone as he stood by the side. "Old Mr. Pei, what should we do? Do you have any suggestions?"

"My bad. I don't know what we can do about it either." Old Mr. Pei shook his head helplessly. He turned to look at Huo Yao. "Can't you do anything about it?"

Huo Yao shook her head. "I've tried giving him acupuncture treatment for the past two days, but it no longer works."

Old Mr. Pei went quiet for some time before he said, "Why would he unexpectedly relapse? If we can figure out the reason for the trigger, we might be able to come up with a treatment plan."

"We simply couldn't figure out why he's sick." Zhuo Yun clenched his fists tightly. He was so angry that the veins on his neck could be seen bulging.