Chapter 296
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The incense was the most important thing to slow down Min Yu's condition. How could Miss Huo extinguish it without a second thought?
Yang Yi's eyes were bloodshot. He looked even more frightening now that he was enraged. He walked over and snatched the half-burnt incense from Huo Yao's hand. Then he took out his lighter and was about to light it up again.
Huo Yao was not frightened by his expression. She pursed her lips and said, "If you want him to die earlier, then light the incense."
Her voice sounded very light, but there was an inexplicable sharpness in it.
Yang Yi's hand paused. He knew that he should not be affected by Huo Yao's words. However, his finger did not press down on the lighter for a long time.
Old Mr. Pei instinctively looked at Huo Yao and asked her. "Why can't I light the incense?"
Huo Yao sat down next to Min Yu and said calmly, "Give me your hand."
Min Yu turned his head sideways. Although Huo Yao did not look the same as usual, he had never seen such a deep look in her eyes. It was a look that did not match her age.
He extended his hand.
Huo Yao placed her fingertips on his wrist. A solemn expression gradually appeared on her exquisite face as she checked his pulse. A moment later, she withdrew her hand.
Her eyes landed on Min Yu's calf. She leaned over and lifted his trousers. She glanced at it before putting it down.
"Pen and paper." Huo Yao pursed her lips and said these two words in a concise manner.
Zhuo Yun instinctively went to look for a pen and paper. Before long, he came back and handed them to Huo Yao. His attitude was much more respectful than before.
He did not think about Huo Yao's incense-making friend anymore. Based on the way she checked his pulse, it was not hard to tell that she had medical skills.
Huo Yao quickly wrote a list of ingredients on the paper. After she was done, she handed it to Zhuo Yun. "I need these herbs."
Huo Yao paused before she continued. "But some of them might not be easy to find."
Zhuo Yun held the prescription with a determined look on his face. "I will find them no matter how difficult it is."
He had pinned all his hopes on Huo Yao at this moment.
Huo Yao contemplated before she said, "Uh huh. There's no rush. Just get it ready in three days."
When Zhuo Yun heard the word 'no hurry', he couldn't help but look at his master carefully. How could his master's condition not be urgent? Although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to ask.
"Then I'll go prepare now," Zhuo Yun said.
He took the prescription and was about to head out when Yang Yi grabbed his arm as he walked past.
Zhuo Yun looked at Yang Yi, not understanding what he meant.
Yang Yi glanced at Huo Yao before glancing at the list of herbs in Zhuo Yun's hands. Finally, his eyes landed on Zhuo Yun's face and he said in a deep voice, "Yu's health is no joke."
Although Miss Huo seemed to have medical skills, even Old Mr. Pei did not dare to simply prescribe medicine. Yet, she simply took the patient's pulse and listed out the medicine. How could anyone believe that she could treat a patient with such a casual manner?
Yang Yi did not believe that a 17-year-old girl could have any medical skills. Even if she was skilled, could she be better than Old Mr. Pei, the heir of a century-old Chinese medicine family and the renowned National Healer?
Zhuo Yun met Yang Yi's eyes. How could he not understand his concern? But he inhaled deeply and said firmly, "I trust Miss Huo."
Yang Yi frowned. "You..."
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