In the elevator, the person in charge noticed the boy's behavior, thought he was a little scared, thought for a while, and said to Shangguan Yun: "There will be a special room at the trade fair, young master, don't worry, no one dares to do anything here. "
Although the two in front of them looked very young, they came with Bureau Min, so the person in charge didn't dare to neglect at all, let alone contemptuous thoughts.
Shangguan Yun touched the tip of his nose, it was necessary to defend himself: "I'm not afraid."
When the person in charge heard this, he just smiled.
Shangguan said: "..."
At this moment, the elevator dinged.
The person in charge pressed the door and let Huo Yao and Shangguan Yun go out first, and then followed behind, took them to the box, brought juice and snacks, and then left to stand guard outside the door.
The decoration in the box is very low-key, yet luxurious, with a floor-to-ceiling bay window in front of it, and you can see the entire lobby of the trade fair when you step out.
In addition to several special boxes around the circle, there are also seats in the trade fair lobby. Under normal circumstances, people who come to the trade fair will sit in the lobby downstairs.
The special box is for those who provide special sources.
Shangguan Yun took a few glances on the balcony, then retreated to the box, "There are a lot of people downstairs."
"Normal." Huo Yao was still sending messages with his mobile phone in his hand, and answered Shangguan Yun's words without raising his head.
Shangguan Yun took a piece of pastry that was on the table and put it into his mouth, talking while eating: "Will my brother-in-law want me to choose my favorite weapon from the trade fair later?"
If this is the case, he must choose the most expensive one.
Huo Yao: "Oh, you are dreaming."
Shangguan said: "..."
Huo Yao ignored Shangguan Yun and sent an edited WeChat message.
After the message was sent, she didn't quit WeChat. The other finger resting on the table tapped lightly again and again. After the fifth tap, the WeChat phone rang as expected.
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed the answer button, "Aunt Tong."
When Shangguan Yun next to him heard these two words, the pastry in his throat almost choked him, "Ahem..."
Huo Yao glanced at him, then pushed the juice next to him to him, "... yes, he is with me."
"That kid is frizzy in everything he does, so don't spoil him." Aunt Tong on the other end of the phone said in a serious voice.
"I know." Huo Yao said with a smile.
"Hmm." Aunt Tong nodded and was silent for a few seconds before she spoke again: "How long has the patient's symptoms you just mentioned lasted?"
Huo Yao had already guessed that she would ask this question, and there was some deep meaning in the exquisite eyebrows and eyes, "It will take at least five or six years to see the pulse...or even longer?"
Shangguantong's breathing became lighter, and his body has passed the best recuperation period in five or six years, and it will only get worse in the future, "You have no way to diagnose and treat?"
Huo Yao sighed softly: "Yes, I have no choice but to ask you specifically. If this person is an outsider, I won't bother you, but he is my only uncle...he is still so young."
Shangguantong didn't doubt Huo Yao's words at all, her complexion was not very good, and she was even paler and almost transparent at this time.
Yu'er is the person with the highest medical talent in the clan!
There was nothing she could do, how bad the situation would be.
A fishy sweetness welled up in Shangguantong's throat. She took out her handkerchief and tightly covered her mouth, not letting herself make a sound.
(end of this chapter)