Chapter 1241
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"Oh yes. I brought you this." Fu Ya placed the snacks in front of Huo Yao and took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket. "I'm not sure if you need it, but you should keep it with you just in case."
She handed the porcelain bottle to Huo Yao as she spoke.
Huo Yao looked at her before she took the bottle. She removed the stopper and looked at it in surprise. "Did you extract this from Beauty Yu's leaves?"
Fu Ya nodded. "It's colorless and odorless. Once it comes into contact with the skin, it will seep into the blood vessels and temporarily numb the central nervous system. Although it's not a lethal poison, it can be effective in critical situations."
Huo Yao could roughly guess why Fu Ya had given her this. She paused before she put the stopper back in the bottle and put it in her pocket. "I'll take it. Thanks."
This powder should be given to Shangguan Yun, as he might need it.
Fu Ya relaxed her fingers nervously when Huo Yao accepted it. She finally had something presentable, so she was afraid that Huo Yao would despise it.
"Oh yes. Did your friend from the Medicine Association make things difficult for you?" asked Huo Yao when she recalled the Medicine Association's assessment.
"No." Fu Ya's expression turned colder at the mention of Fu Cheng. "Don't mind him. He asked for it."
Huo Yao nodded and did not probe further. She took a sip of the fruit tea and said calmly two minutes later, "I heard that the Medical Research Institute is looking for people with special constitutions."
Fu Ya's eyes widened in shock, her hands trembling slightly under the short table.
Huo Yao put down the cup and looked at Fu Ya. "Be careful."
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It was getting dark outside when Huo Yao left the pub. The air quality was visibly worse, and it was foggy. It was a sign that it was going to rain soon.
Huo Yao flagged down a cab.
Before she reached home, it started raining heavily. Not only did it not stop when they reached the villa, but it got heavier.
Huo Yao's down jacket was already drenched when she entered the house, but the rainwater had not soaked into her clothes yet.
Seeing this, Song Ning nagged her for a while and told her to go back to her room and take a hot shower.
Half an hour later, Huo Yao finished cleaning up.
When Huo Yao went downstairs, she saw her parents and Huo Yulin sitting in the living room and talking. She paused for a moment before she walked over.
Song Ning was holding a piece of paper in her hand. She handed it to Huo Yao. "What do you think of this?"
The moment Huo Yao sat down, a stack of papers was stuffed into her hands. She could vaguely sense her mother's death greeting. She held onto the papers and did not look at them. Instead, she raised her head to look at Madam Song and played dumb. "What do you mean?"
Song Ning pointed at it and said, "Why don't you take a look?"
Huo Yao lowered her head and took a few minutes to finish reading it. She said solemnly, "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this asset transfer certificate. Mom, congratulations on becoming a rich woman!"
Song Ning: "…"
Huo Yinghong's lips twitched. No wonder his little sister was able to say such things.
Song Ning pressed her forehead. "Don't talk nonsense with me."
Huo Yao straightened her back and placed the Song family's assets transfer agreement on the coffee table. "Okay, Mom. I'm listening."
She looked very obedient.
Song Ning looked at her daughter and instantly did not know where to start. In the end, she asked her daughter with a headache. "How much did Uncle Changfeng tell you about the Huo family?"
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