Fang Chen approached, and when he glanced past Min Yu, he paused, nodded politely at him, then pulled away the empty chair beside Huo Yao and sat down, calling out 'Miss Huo'.
Min Yu: "..."
His expression froze for a moment.
After Huo Yao ate the last bit of fruit in his hand, he turned sideways to look at Fang Chen, took a tissue to wipe his hands, thought for a while, and said, "I'll take your pulse."
"No hurry." Fang Chen smiled slightly, and the usual solemnity on his handsome face faded, showing some peace.
He pleated his sleeves up a bit, exposing his thin wrists, the blood vessels and veins were still clearly visible, and placed them on the table with the palms facing up.
Soon, Huo Yao reached out and landed on the pulse. At this time, her eyebrows and eyes were rarely replaced by the doctor's concentration. After a few seconds, she withdrew her finger and said calmly: "Recovery is good, last time You can stop taking the prescribed medicine for another week."
Fang Chen listened and nodded, "Well, I see, thank you."
During this period of time, he obviously felt much better physically, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, and he was not as irritable and flustered as when he took the pill made by Pei Rong before.
"You're welcome." Huo Yao waved his hand generously, and in a blink of an eye, Min Yu handed over a tissue.
Huo Yao tilted his head and looked at Min Yu with some confusion.
Min Yu's expression was as usual, with a little carelessness between his eyebrows and eyes, looking at Huo Yao, he just said lightly: "Wipe your hands."
Huo Yao: "?"
Seeing this, Min Yu directly stuffed the tissue onto her right hand, which had just taken Fang Chen's pulse.
The warmth and coolness of the man's fingertips passed over his palm. Although it was only a very brief touch, Huo Yao's hand trembled slightly.
She coughed, looked away, lowered her head, and wiped her fingers with a tissue.
It is to give someone face.
The corners of Min Yu's lips curled into a hook, and he leaned back lazily, stretching out his long arms, and casually placed them on the back of Huo Yao's seat.
He didn't look at Fang Chen, but the act of swearing sovereignty was obvious.
At this time, Fang Chen, who had witnessed the actions of the two of them the whole time, reacted, and his face suddenly lost any expression.
Just to get a pulse, do you want to be so insane
Pei Feng who was next to him had been paying attention to the conversation between Huo Yao and Fang Chen. In fact, before Huo Yao came to the club, he took Fang Chen's pulse first.
From the onset of Fang Chen's illness to the so-called recovery now, he has never detected any difference from ordinary people from his pulse.
If he hadn't seen Fang Chen's physical transformation with his own eyes, he might not really think that Fang Chen was sick.
Even though he didn't want to think that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl had too high medical skills, Pei Feng had to admit that Fang Chen's illness was really thanks to her.
Pei Feng glanced at Huo Yao, but he didn't know how the other party judged the cause of the disease from the pulse condition.
But although he was very curious, he would not take the initiative to ask. After all, he was not like his father. He couldn't pretend to be an elder like his father, but he kept his mouth shut and called a little girl master.
Concentrated, Pei Feng remembered something, then moved the chair, and then paused beside Fang Chen, and then he took out a bottle from his pocket, as if on purpose, in front of Huo Yao. Next, hand the bottle to Fang Chen.
When Fang Chen looked at the things Pei Feng handed over, he was still startled.
(end of this chapter)