Lin Miao didn't know what was going on in the backyard.

I was a little surprised to see Liu Qianghe coming so late.

Liu Qianghe smiled at her, strided to the backyard, and then brought someone out after a while.

Lin Miao glanced at the man and saw that his nose was blue and swollen, and his face was swollen, and he vaguely understood something.

But she held the idea that it had nothing to do with me, and what had to do with me.

I saw nothing.

But even so, two days later, Lin Miao learned from Nie Lan that the person was the one who instigated Zhao Hai to go out and drugged his brothers.

"Why is he?"

Lin Miao is very strange.

Speaking of this, he has no benefit at all.

What will be faced by selling the owner or a big-name owner, it goes without saying what it is going to be.

And he paid such a huge price, but he just helped Zhao Hai go out to Hu Tianzuo.

This is really hard to understand.

Nie Lan shook her head, "I can't say that I can't resist Zhao Hai's begging and want to help him out for some breath."

"This is wrong," Lin Miao shook his head.

No one wants to spend his future just to help a young master who will never protect him for a walk.

What's more, this young master is so crispy.

It can be crushed immediately with a touch.

"Old Zhao said the same thing, but the man bit his mouth very hard."

Nie Lan sighed deeply.

"Now I can only wait for Zhao Hai to wake up, otherwise no one will know what's going on."

Lin Miao pursed his lips and whispered: "He is still making a fool of himself this time. It is already the limit to be able to stabilize the worms in his body."

"I can't guarantee the others now."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Nie Lan smiled.

She patted Lin Miao on the shoulder, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best."

"No matter what the result is, everyone can understand."

Lin Miao forced a smile.

Although she always looks cold to Zhao Hai, she actually likes Zhao Hai's temperament very much.

Although he is a bit of a playboy, he is not bad at heart.

It's even a little bit unto his age.

Although he himself doesn't think so.

She turned back to the laboratory and continued her previous research.

She must change the prescription as soon as possible and try her best to hold Zhao Hai's life.

Nie Lan glanced at him and asked the special assistant to prepare some late-night snacks.

The insects in Zhao Hai's body are extremely resistant to Western medicines that she is good at. She can't help, so she can only stop causing trouble.

It seemed that it was only a few days, and it seemed like more than a month. When Bai Yi came out with the thoughtful prescription, she looked at the scorching sun in the sky. She squinted her eyes and fell down.

"Miaomiao," Nie Lan was shocked. Fortunately, the special assistant was right beside her. She reacted very quickly and hugged Lin Miao.

Lin Miao took a long time in her arms before she felt that she could see something.

"I'm fine," she struggled and saw Fangzi hand it to Professor Qin.

"Master, see if this can work," Huihuang looked solemn. Instead of taking the prescription, he put his hand on her wrist.

After helping him, his expression slowed down slightly, "You are too tired and need a rest."

"Okay," Lin Miao also knew that she was a little overworked in the past two days, so she handed the prescription to Professor Qin, then went back to the room, plunged into the bed, and fell asleep directly.

Professor Qin looked at Fangzi carefully.

When he saw the wonderful thing, he couldn't help but say yes.

But he still picked up the pen and changed the dosage.

Seeing him drawing on the top, Nie Lan couldn't help but say, "You are such a master, so relaxed."

"Just draw two strokes, and that's fine."

Professor Qin was not angry, and said with a smile: "It's useless to envy you."

"My apprentice is beyond my ambition, this is my blessing."

Nie Lan felt depressed.

She also has apprentices.

But she has a bad life and a bad look.

But there is a good one in front of you.

Nie Lan began to think about it.

All things like medical skills are understood.

Moreover, their research institute is also studying the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

If Lin Miao is kidnapped, it will be excellent for her and the yard.

The more Nie Lan thought about it, the more beautiful he became.

She squinted her eyes at Professor Qin and thought to herself that she would be beautiful for a while.

She felt very generous and went back to the house.

After considering the prescription, Professor Qin went to get medicine and took a pair of his apprentice.

They were busy with the morning and evening, and Lin Miao was a busy person who even forgot to eat the meals.

If I hadn't wanted to be good before, I would have been poor in qi and blood.

Professor Qin squatted at the door and simmered it slowly.

Lin Miao woke up and sent a bowl of medicine in front of him.

"What's this?"

Although she is doing this business, it doesn't mean she likes to eat this.

"Drink," Professor Qin said concisely.

"Can you not drink it?"

Lin Miao's entire face wrinkled.

"What did the ancestor say in his letter?"

"Shennong tastes hundreds of herbs," Professor Qin began to talk endlessly.

Lin Miao took the medicine with no explanation and dries it in one mouthful.

Beside his ears, Professor Qin was still muttering, how could he know the properties of the medicine if he didn't taste it himself.

Lin Miao turned the bowl upside down, endured the bitterness on his mouth, and looked bitter, "Master, I've drunk it."

Professor Qin stopped talking immediately and took it and played it away.

Lin Miao hurried back to the house, poured a large cup of water, and felt that there was no bitter taste in his mouth, so he came out.

Nie Lan stood by the door and looked at her and smiled.

Lin Miao went over embarrassedly.

Nie Lan smiled at her, "Zhao Hai woke up just now."

"real?"

Lin Miao was overjoyed.

"Just just a moment, I fainted again."

Lin Miao's breath as soon as she lifted it suddenly relaxed, but she cheered up again for a moment.

"It's a good thing to wake up."

"I may say he will really wake up tomorrow."

Nie Lan smiled.

At dinner, everyone was in a good mood and rarely had a dish and a bowl.
To be continued...