Chapter 927: Min Yu: It's not even better than that little money?

Huo Yao looked at the medicinal materials, and after confirming that there were no problems, he said to Lin Shuwen: "I will take the medicinal materials back and refine them first. You will come to the school to get them this time tomorrow."
Lin Shuwen only knew that Huo Yao was a doctor with great medical skills, and didn't know that she could also concoct medicine, so she couldn't help but was surprised, "...Miss Huo, you can also concoct medicine?"
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows.
Lin Shuwen realized that he had asked nonsense, he coughed, and nodded: "Okay."
"Then it's okay, I'll leave first?" After Lin Shuwen was transferred to the capital with Fang Chen, there was almost no free time every day, and he was afraid to let other people in the officialdom slack.
Huo Yao lifted a black car parked on the side of the road and waved his hand, "Okay."
"Yeah." Lin Shuwen nodded, turned and left, but he suddenly remembered something and stopped again.
After thinking for two seconds, Lin Shuwen turned around, pointed to the box containing the medicine in Huo Yao's hand, and said, "By the way, Miss Huo, you wrote this complete prescription. I did not let anyone other than me know."
Huo Yao looked at Lin Shuwen, and only reacted for a moment. She smiled and didn't take it to heart. "It's okay. Not everyone can understand my prescription."
The effect of the ancient pill will be different if the dosage is different, the temperature is different, and the order of the medicine is different, even if you hold a complete formula, it will not necessarily be successful.
This is why there are fewer pharmacists today, and fewer understand ancient prescriptions.
Seeing this, Lin Shuwen relieved his heart and left soon.
After Lin Shuwen's car drove away, Huo Yao held the box and walked to the side of the road unhurriedly, to the black car.
The window of the co-pilot was slowly lowered, the clear face in the cab fell into the eyeballs, and clear water seemed to flow in his deep eyes. Huo Yao touched the tip of his nose, then opened the door of the co-pilot and sat down. Went in.
The car moved slowly.
"Someone is looking for you?" Min Yu turned his head and glanced at Huo Yao and the box in her hand, his eyes condensed slightly.
"Yeah." Huo Yao nodded, and indifferently placed the box under the seat and kicked it in. "You should still have an impression, Fangchen's secretary."
Seeing this, Min Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and his voice became softer, "What did he do with you?"
The window was not closed, Huo Yao put his arm on the door frame lazily, with a public smile on his delicate face, slanted his head to look at Min Yu, and said, "Send money."
No wonder the mood is so good.
Realizing this, Min Yu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He can't even match that little money?
All the way back to the community in a bad mood, Huo Yao glanced at Min Yu strangely when he got off the car, is this guy's uncle here?
The mood is still fluctuating.
During this period, Huo Sange was soaking in the laboratory, and he would usually come back in the middle of the night, so Huo Yao had dinner almost every day.
After entering the house, Huo Yao, as usual, changed his shoes and was ready to go to the living room to wait for feeding.
But today she was pushed to the kitchen by Min Yu, with fresh vegetables on the stove. Min Yu took a pair of gloves and stuffed it into Huo Yao's hand while saying, "Your mission."
Huo Yaoxi blinked hard, looked down at the glove in his hand, and then raised his head to look at Min Yu again, shocked: "Me? Wash the vegetables?"