After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

Jun Yan's doubts did not last long.

The little drug boy walked to his bed with a happy face, took out a small bottle as if offering a treasure, and said with a smile, "Guess what's in it?"

The bottle is the size of a palm, the surface of the bottle is smooth and smooth, as if it has been finely polished, the whole body is as white as jade, very delicate, it looks like a decoration in the hand, it is very beautiful.

Jun Yan can be sure that this bottle is very valuable, looking at the little drug boy who is begging for praise, he is a little surprised, how did this child get this?

Jun Yan was a little uneasy, and after taking another look, he still felt that the bottle looked familiar. He was afraid that this thing came from a wrong place, so he looked at the little drug boy with some worry.

Pressing the guess in his heart, he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "This bottle is tightly sealed, how can I see it?"

The little drug boy didn't notice it at all, and pulled out the plug with a smile, and said loudly: "The best golden sore medicine!"

Feeling that the word "good" is not worthy of this medicine, he added: "This is different from the one you used before, this is the most expensive gold sore medicine—"

The moment Jun Yan opened the plug, he remembered what it was, but he didn't react.

The little drug boy paused for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to phrase it: "It's definitely the most expensive, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's priceless. You can't ask for it. If you change to this medicine, it won't hurt at all. , will get better sooner.”

Hearing what the little drug boy said, Jun Yan understood what he meant, looked at those sparkling eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle, he had used this golden sore medicine in his last life, although the medicine was expensive, it wasn't like what the boy said So exaggerated.

But even so, Xiaoyao was young, no matter how ignorant his master was, he would not let him use such a precious medicine on a servant, probably it was Xiaoyao who kept it from his master.

Jun Yan sighed in his heart, he still had self-knowledge, the young master treated him very well and allowed him to recuperate at the mansion, but after he recovered from his injury, he was just a servant of the mansion.

Although this medicine is good, but in his capacity, it would be troublesome to use it, and he would also implicate the child in front of him. Seeing the excitement on the child's face, he was very moved.

He sighed softly, and was about to politely refuse.

At this moment, another voice came from the door.

The speaker was an old man with gray hair, but his voice was full of arrogance: "You little guy, you are easy for me to find."

The little drug boy was startled, put the medicine bottle by the bed, and obediently bowed to the old man, saying respectfully: "I have met my uncle."

Jun Yan looked at the little drug boy, and then at the old man, and he understood that this old man was the master uncle that the little drug boy often mentioned.

Zhang Shixue twirled his beard, glanced at the little drug boy, and said, "You don't need to be polite." As if he just realized that there was only one person in the room, he looked at Jun Yan.

Sensing the man's gaze, Jun Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, not looking at the man, and said softly, "I've seen Dr. Zhang."

Zhang Shixue only felt that this young man was a little different, but he couldn't tell the specifics. Looking carefully, he felt that this young man was just quieter than others.

Seeing the boy lying on the bed, he was a little curious: "What's wrong with you?"

Jun Yan still lowered his eyes and said: "I was targeted by hooligans a month ago, my leg was broken, and I was unconscious on the road. Fortunately, my son rescued me, so I was able to recuperate here."

The little drug boy quickly said: "Yes, yes, in fact, not only does he have an injury on his leg, but the leg injury is the most serious, there are many other injuries, and his body is also very weak."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Uncle, can you help him take his pulse again? I know your medical skills are the best."

With a thought, Zhang Shixue went down to Jun Yan's bedside, and was about to take his pulse when he saw the small medicine bottle placed beside the bed, his eyes fixed on the bottle and did not move.

Jun Yan is in a bad mood.

The author says:

偶来了感谢在2021-03-1522:43:25~2021-03-1623:25:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small shrimp in the sea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!