Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 692: Uncle Zhang is a miracle doctor?

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Hou Lao thought it was funny, "I've seen it? Could it be—" He smiled, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

Then he scolded Mr. Shen severely in his heart, this old bastard! He protects the doctor so much, can he not be invited to the birthday banquet

However, he has seen it

Hou Lao carefully recalled the people he had met at the banquet, excluding the young ones. Then there are some older ones left, and then they have to conform to the image of an expert, the kind of immortal.

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache. It was like a mess, and soon it was tightly entangled, but he detoured himself into a dead end.

"Yun Que, don't be tricky, just make fun of my old man on purpose, just tell me if it will work?" He tapped his head, "I really don't have enough brains!"

Huo Yunque smiled and laughed hoarsely.

"Far in the sky, close in sight."

Song Yaoyao sat upright, obediently smiling at Hou Hou.

Then, she looked at Hou Lao's gaze, which fell on her. Song Yaoyao proudly puffed out her chest, and then, watching Hou Lao without the slightest pause, her eyes fell on Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang has kind eyes, elegant and calm demeanor.

It may be because of preconceived ideas, the more Mr. Hou looked at it, the more he felt that this was the case. While thinking about what Huo Yunque said, he nodded repeatedly, stood up and walked towards Uncle Zhang.

The one he has seen before is right in front of him. Isn't that Uncle Zhang? !

"Oh! I didn't expect that, Lao Zhang, you hid it so deeply! You can still do this? Tsk tsk tsk... You can't accept it!"

With this ability, he can still be a housekeeper quietly in the Huo family, without being tempted by money.

Isn't it just the image of an expert who is indifferent to fame and fortune? !

"Huh? What did you say, Mr. Hou?"

Uncle Zhang was very helpless, his hand was grabbed by Hou Lao, and he shook it vigorously. His eyes were about to light up when he looked at him, Rao Zhang Shu, who was as calm as an old monk, was quite dumbfounded at this moment.

"Oh, you're still pretending to me! Yun Que told me all about it!"

"Cough..."

Huo Yunque clenched his fists to his lips, his eyes filled with a smile.

Song Yaoyao pouted, and looked at Huo Yunque unhappily.

Isn't she human? !

"Good."

Her eyes were wet, clear and gentle, like a pitiful little kitten. Huo Yunque smiled, and stretched out his hand to scratch her chin, as if he was smoothing the fur of a cat.

Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes comfortably, but still felt very unhappy.

Uncle Zhang's side has been completely confused by Hou Lao.

He laughed, "Old Hou, you really misunderstood the person, I'm just an ordinary housekeeper."

Hearing this, Huo Qi silently moved outside.

Ordinary butler

Uncle Zhang, you are really ordinary.

Seeing Uncle Zhang’s repeated denials, Houhu put on a face, “Old Zhang, you are not mean! You are still playing tricks on me at this time? There is still waiting for your help! Hurry up and don’t delay, do you have any? What do you need to bring? Silver needles, medicine boxes, etc., I’ll ask someone to carry them for you, so hurry up and follow me.”

Alice's side was completely hanging, half of her foot had already been buried in the ground.

Uncle Zhang looks thin, and the clothes he wears every day are rigorous. He is just an old man with a gentle temperament and a smile on everyone.

But he stood there, allowing Hou Lao to drag him for a long time, but he insisted on not pulling him.

His feet seemed to be rooted in the floor.

But I'm so angry with the old man!

"You, you... you, you still took Joe, right? I said Lao Zhang, have we known each other for many years? You—"