Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao looked a little serious after talking to him.

Song Ning turned to glance at her daughter. “Who called you at this hour? Is it urgent?”

Huo Yao placed her phone back in her pocket and replied absent-mindedly. “Uh huh. Just a friend.”

Song Ning noticed her daughter’s preoccupation but did not probe. Before long, the car pulled up at their villa.

Zhuo Yun had been waiting outside the villa and walked over when he saw Huo Yao get off the car. He looked at her worriedly and greeted her. “Miss Huo.”

Huo Yao nodded at him unhurriedly. She turned to tell her mother before she even finished parking the car. “Mom, I’m heading next-door.”

Zhuo Yun was no longer afraid that Song Ning would recognize him, so he greeted her politely.

Song Ning was caught by surprise. She looked at her daughter and asked her. “Shall I come with you?”

Huo Yao shook her head. “It’s fine. I’ll be home soon.”

Song Ning glanced at Zhuo Yun. Since she knew that he was the next-door neighbor who wanted to purchase their villa, she went quiet and whispered. “Call me if you need me.”

Huo Yao acknowledged her softly.

Huo Yao and Zhuo Yun quickly went to the next door villa.

Song Ning retrieved her phone from the glove compartment and tapped on it to check the time. That’s when she spotted a missed call from her foster daughter.

She had called over an hour ago.

Song Ning frowned. Her fingers hovered over the screen tentatively before she called her foster daughter back.

*

Meanwhile, inside Min Yu’s room.

Old Mr. Pei was standing next to Min Yu’s bed when Huo Yao came in. He looked at her like she was a ray of hope. “Huo Yao, you’re finally here.”

Yang Yi’s relieved eyes landed on Huo Yao as well.

Huo Yao nodded before walking up to the bed.

Min Yu’s face looked ghastly pale as he lay in bed. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked like he was suffering from agonizing pain. His deep gaze lingered on Huo Yao. Despite his discomfort, he seemed completely calm.

“Sorry about calling you over at this hour,” said Min Yu softly in a hoarse tone.

Huo Yao frowned slightly and said nothing. She extended her hand straight away and took his pulse.

She pulled her hand back two minutes later.

Zhuo Yun hurriedly asked her. “Miss Huo, what’s wrong with him?”

Old Mr. Pei looked at her. “I just examined Young Master Min. Based on his pulse, do you think it’s neuralgia?”

Old Mr. Pei did not get his reputation as an outstanding Chinese physician for no reason. Even though he was not an apothecary, he was highly talented in terms of medical skills.

Huo Yao nodded. “You’re right. It’s large area neuralgia.”

Neuralgia was different from normal pain. Since the entire human body was covered with nerves, it felt as excruciating as sticking needles all over his body.

Huo Yao looked at Min Yu again. She was rather impressed that he could remain so calm under such circumstances and could not help feeling surprised by his high pain threshold.

“Why is he suffering from neuralgia? He never mentioned it before,” asked Zhuo Yun deeply.

He had just started recovering from his old ailment. Why did he suddenly suffer from neuralgia? Considering how serious it sounded, would it be fatal when combined with his existing problem?