When taking the needle, Huo Yao took out the prepared medicine and syringe from his pocket, and injected the medicine into the vein when Huo Tingrui didn't pay much attention.
Ten minutes later, Huo Yao finished collecting the last silver needle, and her face was also pale with exhaustion. She glanced at her second brother, "It's done."
Huo Tingrui's head was also covered with sweat at this time, and he was lying in a collapsed state, not wanting to move his fingers.
"By the way, second brother, you'd better not go out these two days." Huo Yao put away the sterilized silver needle and reminded him again.
"Why?" Huo Tingrui turned to look at her and asked puzzledly.
Huo Yao tilted his head, "Because you will keep wanting to go to the toilet."
Huo Tingrui thought of the show on TV, and subconsciously popped up the word: "Acupuncture for detoxification??"
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "That's probably what it means."
Huo Tingrui's cheeks trembled, look at this mysterious.
"Second brother, rest well, I'll go back to the room first." Huo Yao didn't say any more, and walked out of the room with the silver needle box in his arms.
After returning to the room, Huo Yao lay on the chaise longue for more than ten minutes, twirling her brows with her fingers, her face faded a little. She was tired before she opened her eyes.
Then she took out the other half of the analysis solution left in her pocket. The light blue liquid was bright under the light. She got up from the chair and went to the bathroom.
Unscrewing the lid, Huo Yao's eyelashes drooped slightly, unable to see the expression in it, pinching the bottle with his fingertips, slowly poured the analytical solution into the toilet, and pressed the flush switch.
well.
Huo Yao sighed softly, and threw the empty bottle into the trash can next to it.
After coming out of the bathroom, she didn't read a book, didn't turn on the computer, she just nestled back on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover her whole head.
At this time, the phone on the bedside table rang.
Huo Yao lay down for a long time before she lifted the quilt, reached for the phone, looked at the caller ID on it, paused, and pressed the answer button.
"Sleeping?" Min Yu's clear voice came from the other end of the phone.
Huo Yao closed his eyes and hummed softly.
Min Yu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding his mobile phone, "In a bad mood?"
When Huo Yao heard this, she opened her eyes, paused for a few seconds, and then replied sullenly: "A little bit."
"What's going on?" Min Yu looked out the window, the night was already very dark and very quiet.
Huo Yao pinched the quilt and wrapped it again, "...it's nothing."
Min Yu was silent for a few seconds and didn't ask any further questions, just said: "Don't think too much."
"En." Huo Yao responded shallowly.
Maybe she had something on her mind, her voice sounded less wanton and listless than usual, but more of the weak emotion of an ordinary little girl.
It feels like a cat retracting its paws.
Min Yu regained his composure, "Have a good night's sleep."
Huo Yao snorted, "Then... good night."
"Good night."
Hearing the sound of hanging up over there, Min Yu took the phone from his ear. The screen of the phone was already black. He moved his fingertips, unlocked it again, clicked on WeChat, and sent a message.
Just as Huo Yao was about to put down his phone, when he heard the WeChat ring, he clicked on it again.
[I heard that red envelopes can cure everything, try it.]
Huo Yao was startled for a moment, and soon saw several transfer messages popping up on the screen.
Huo Yao looked at these few messages and tapped her fingertips on the screen. After a while, she shrank her head with a broken smile, and her mood seemed surprisingly calm at this moment.
(end of this chapter)