Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Fu Tingyan thought for a few seconds, then walked out with the phone.

Jiang Yu looked at the back of Fu Tingyan leaving, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, is it necessary to find a Du Niang to go out?

There was no one in the hallway.

Fu Tingyan stood in front of the fence with a slender and slender figure. After the call was connected, he didn't know what to say.

Fu Tingyu, who was sitting at the desk, saw that his brother did not say a word, and asked in a low voice: "Call me, why don't you speak?"

"I, I'm fine." Fu Tingyan hesitated.

Seeing his brother hesitating to say something, Fu Tingyu guessed: "Is something wrong? Or is it in trouble?"

"No, I didn't figure out the problem just now, it's okay now, brother, you continue to be busy."

He hung up the electric hook, then turned and walked into the classroom.

Fu Tingyu: "..."

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in the afternoon

Qin Shu found out after inquiring that no teacher at the school next door asked for leave to go home.

That means that the young professor is not a teacher.

Not a teacher, you can't be a student, right?

Is the student so good?

Hang your education to the professor?

Qin Shu looked at the laptop, curiosity made her really want to enter the young professor's computer to see, who is he?

Just reason told her to calm down.

You can't hack your teacher's computer if you hack someone's computer.

She likes the way he teaches, and the content he teaches is all substantive. It seems cold talk, but in fact, the person is quite nice.

Qin Shu sighed, closed the laptop and held it in his arms, let's endure curiosity.

Then walked to the teaching building.

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Fu Tingyu was working at the company when he suddenly received a call from Gu Yan.

"Come to my villa, I have something to say."

Fu Tingyu hung up the phone and asked Shi Yan to drive him to Gu Yan's villa.

Twenty minutes later

Fu Tingyu sat on the sofa in a tall and straight posture, with his slender legs folded, and his dark eyes looked at the opposite Gu Yan: "What can you do if you call me?"

Gu Yan picked up the purple clay pot in front of him, first poured a cup of freshly brewed tea for Fu Tingyu, then poured another cup for himself, put down the purple clay pot, and then said: "I have been traveling many places these days, but I haven't found the medicinal material , I dare not try alternative medicinal materials lightly because of the high risk factor."

After Gu Yan finished speaking, he took the tea cup in front of him and took a sip.

Fu Tingyu paused when he heard the words, looked down at the tea cup in front of him, stretched out his hand, slenderly took the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip, and pondered for a moment: "What is the danger?"

Gu Yan put down the tea cup in his hand and said: "The previous medicinal properties were too mild and had no effect. I have only identified two alternative medicinal materials for the time being, and the risk factors of the two are somewhat different. If there is a slight deviation, there may be a backflow of qi and blood, leading to paralysis. The second type, if you are not careful, you may...accelerate the toxins into your lungs, with disastrous consequences."

Gu Yan didn't know how he finished speaking, because the two replacement medicinal materials were strong in medicinal properties. If they survived, the poison would be resolved.

But also because of the strong medicinal properties, the risk factor will increase.

Fu Tingyu squeezed the tea cup in his hand, and his dark eyes were as deep as the dark night. He did not dare to try these two risks lightly.

If he is accidentally paralyzed and dies, what will his Boa do?

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yan, "Why not detoxify? How long can I live?"

Gu Yan Yizheng, he did not expect that Fu Tingyu had planned for the worst.

Fu Tingyu asked in other words: "I have been taking inhibitors, how long can I last?"