Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao's face turned black instantly when he heard the old man's lie.

Why did she reach out to help?

Haven't earned 5 million in advertising fees yet, is this the rhythm of breaking money first?

"Old man, this is a school, there is monitoring, your touch with porcelain is meaningless!" Huo Yao gritted his teeth and said again.

The old man opened his eyes and squinted, and continued to groan, "I'm so dizzy... so uncomfortable... I can't be irresponsible if you hit me..."

Huo Yao: "..."

Although not many students walked to the campus at this time, there were still a few.

Seeing that the old man holding on to Huo Yao's hand was not young, he was shouting that he was not feeling well, and suddenly he dared not come to help.

However, some students took out their mobile phones and quickly called an ambulance.

Unable to break free, nor forcibly withdrawing his hand, Huo Yao, who was inexplicably wronged, was soon dragged into the ambulance by the elderly when the ambulance arrived.

Even when she went to the hospital for examination, the old man's hands kept pulling her.

The good name is, I am afraid she will run away.

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After the inspection, in the ward.

Huo Yao looked blankly at the old man sitting on the bedside of the hospital, his clothes still being dragged by him.

"I want to eat fruit, you can buy it for me soon." The old man looked rude.

"No money, no, don't even think about it!" Huo Yao's voice was cold.

"You little girl is so arrogant after hitting someone, she doesn't know how to respect the old man!" The old man snorted, deliberately stabbing.

"Sorry, I have never seen you so arrogantly touching porcelain when I grew up." Huo Yao replied.

A guilty conscience flashed across the old man's eyes, but his face was still very upright and confident, "I don't care anyway, if you hit me, you have to take care of me."

After a pause, the old man added: "Otherwise I will go to your school to make trouble every day."

"Whatever!" Huo Yao shrugged indifferently, then she stood up and easily pulled the corner of her clothes out of the old man's hand.

Seeing this, the old man immediately sat up straight, pursed his lips, and stared at Huo Yao, "Do you want to run away?"

Huo Yao glanced back at him, and replied without emotion: "Yes." After smoothing the corners of her clothes, she said again: "It is purely personal to send you to the hospital. Don't really think that I was bluffed. "

Huo Yao took out his cell phone and clicked on the dial panel, holding the last touch of temper, and asked: "Let's say, what is the phone number of your family?"

When these words fell, the old man leaning on the bedside suddenly became quiet. Soon, he slid down, and finally pulled the quilt over, covering the whole person, then turned sideways and turned his back to Huo Yao.

"Go, let me, a widowed old man, live and die here." The old man said sullenly, his voice sounding pitiful.

Huo Yao pressed his eyebrows, and logically changed to his previous temperament. He left his hand a long time ago, and now he still allows the old man to make mistakes?

Raising his hand to check the time, Huo Yao glanced at him one last time, and said: "Then you will stay well, I am going back to school."

After speaking, she walked directly out of the ward.

Soon, there was a closing sound at the door.

Is this gone?

The old man's eyes widened. After waiting for a while, when he heard no more noise, he suddenly opened the quilt again and sat up very quickly.

If Huo Yao were there, he would definitely be able to see that this old man was not at all old and weak to walk slowly and stumblingly.