Huo Tingrui has always been shrewd. At this time, when he heard his sister's words that were suddenly full of meaning, he couldn't understand. He scratched his head and didn't dare to say anything.
It's scary when his sister gets serious occasionally.
Half an hour later, Huo Yao took the needle away, and while disinfecting the silver needle, he asked again: "Second brother, when do you plan to go back?"
"I'll be back when the work is finished, maybe in a few days." Huo Tingrui sat up, moved his arms and shoulders, didn't feel much different, took the clothes next to him and put them on.
Huo Yao nodded, "Okay, I'll give you another injection the day before we go back."
Huo Tingrui, who was still buttoning his clothes, paused slightly when he heard the words, looked at Huo Yao, and said in shock: "Still buttoning?"
"Yeah." Huo Yao put the sheepskin roll into the box and put it on the buckle.
Huo Tingrui's cheeks were trembling. After a moment of silence, he asked, "sister, tell me the truth, do I have something wrong?"
He remembered that when he was taken away by that group of people, those people injected him with something. Later, he specifically asked the doctor in the hospital, but the doctor said that everything was normal after the examination, so he didn't take it seriously.
But... If he was really in good health, why would the younger sister tell him to take medicine and give him an injection
Huo Yao glanced at him, and asked without answering, "Do you think you are sick?"
Huo Tingrui choked.
"If you are sick, the hospital won't be able to detect it?" Huo Yao asked again.
Huo Tingrui: "."
Huo Yao carried the box and walked out. Just as she reached the door, she stopped and turned her head slightly, "Doesn't it cost money for the doctor to prescribe medicine to recuperate the body?"
The expression on Huo Tingrui's face finally cracked.
So his sister's last sentence is the point, right?
Acupuncture is to save costs, not to spend money.
Huo Tingrui fell back on the bed, wondering if such a stingy sister could still have it.
*
Huo Yao went back to the room, put away his things, took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Lao a WeChat message, asking him for the delivery address.
When Mr. Wang received the message, he was still very surprised. He didn't expect to give the medicinal materials to the little girl yesterday, and he had already made the medicine today. He wanted to make a voice call to make an appointment to pick it up, but he paused and stopped again.
He could tell that the other party had no interest in the Pharmacist Association, and maybe the little girl quit the association because she was too verbose.
Mrs. Wang was greedy for ancient prescriptions, so she decided to keep the person safe first.
He sent the address of the Pharmacists Association.
When Huo Yao received the address, he ordered a city express, and he could receive it on the same day.
After finishing the chat with Mr. Wang, after thinking about it, she sent another WeChat message to [Don't pick my Ganoderma lucidum], also asking for her address.
Fu Ya sent her the place where she works, which is an ordinary Chinese medicine store.
After five o'clock in the afternoon, when she had changed her clothes and was about to leave work, the courier from the same city express came over with something, "Fu Ya's courier."
Fu Ya was stunned, she didn't buy anything online, and the boss was in S city, even though he asked her for her address today, even if he sent the fastest mail, he would not receive it until tomorrow.
But seeing her name and mobile phone number on the courier box, Fu Ya thanked her and took the courier.
The courier box was not big, so she quickly opened it. When Fu Ya saw the contents, her pupils shrank, she quickly took the courier box again, and glanced at the shipping address on it.
Same city piece.
Fu Ya was slightly stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she took out her phone and sent Huo Yao a WeChat message, [Boss, are you in the capital?]
(end of this chapter)