Chapter 564
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Fang Chen walked over and paused slightly when he saw Min Yu. He nodded politely at him before he pulled out the empty chair next to Huo Yao and sat down. "Miss Huo," he greeted her.
Min Yu went speechless.
His expression froze for a moment.
Huo Yao finished the last bit of fruit in her hand before she turned to look at Fang Chen. She wiped her hands with a napkin and contemplated before she said, "Let me take your pulse."
"There's no hurry." Fang Chen smiled gently. The usual solemn look on his handsome face had disappeared and was replaced by a calm expression.
He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his skinny wrist. The veins were still visible as he placed it on the table with his palm facing up.
Huo Yao placed her hand on his pulse. There was a rare look of concentration on her face. A few seconds later, she withdrew her hand and said unhurriedly, "You're recovering well. You can stop taking the medicine after a week."
Fang Chen nodded. "Uh huh, got it. Thanks."
He felt much better recently. Perhaps it was just a psychological effect, but he was no longer as irritated as he was when he took Pei Rong's pills.
"You're welcome." Huo Yao waved her hand generously. Min Yu handed her a napkin in the blink of an eye.
Huo Yao tilted her head and looked at Min Yu quizzically.
Min Yu looked nonchalant as he looked at Huo Yao and said calmly, "Wipe your hands."
Huo Yao: "?"
Min Yu stuffed the napkin into Huo Yao's right hand, which she had just used to take Fang Chen's pulse.
Huo Yao's hand trembled slightly when the man's fingertips brushed against her palm. Although it was only a fleeting touch, her hand trembled slightly.
She coughed before she veered her eyes and lowered her head. She wiped her fingers with the napkin anyway.
She was doing him a favor.
Min Yu smiled and leaned back lazily. He reached out and casually placed his long arm on the back of Huo Yao's chair.
Even though he was not looking at Fang Chen, it was obvious that he was showing his dominance.
Fang Chen, who had witnessed their actions, snapped out of his daze. His face suddenly turned expressionless.
It was just taking a pulse, was there a need to be so deranged?
Pei Feng had been eavesdropping on Huo Yao and Fang Chen's conversation. He had already checked Fang Chen's pulse before Huo Yao arrived.
Ever since Fang Chen's illness broke out, Huo Shaoheng had not detected any abnormalities in Fang Chen's pulse.
If he had not seen the changes in Fang Chen's body with his own eyes, he would not have believed that Fang Chen was sick.
Although Pei Feng did not want to think that a young girl in her late teens possessed great medical skills, he had to admit that Fang Chen's illness was all thanks to her.
Pei Feng glanced at Huo Yao. He did not know how she was able to identify the cause of his illness from his pulse.
However, although he was very curious, he would not take the initiative to ask. After all, he was not like his father. He could not be like his father, who was obviously an elder, but could not call a little girl master every time he opened his mouth, which was an act that was beneath the seniority.
Pei Feng composed himself. A thought crossed his mind. He shifted his chair and sat down next to Fang Chen. Then he took out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to Fang Chen as though he was doing it on purpose.
Fang Chen was taken aback when he saw what Pei Feng handed him.
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