Chapter 296: I Trust Miss Huo
Chapter 296: I Trust Miss Huo
The incense was the most effective thing to battle Min Yu’s relapse, but Huo Yao put it out without saying a word.
Yang Yi’s eyes went bloodshot. His aggressive features became even more menacing. He walked over and snatched the half-burnt incense from Huo Yao’s hands. Then he took out a lighter and wanted to light it again.
Huo Yao was unperturbed. She pursed her lips and said, “You can keep lighting it if you want him to die a little sooner.”
Despite her soft tone, it sounded faintly threatening.
Yang Yi’s hands paused. Even though he knew not to get affected by her words since she was no expert, his finger froze for a long time without lighting the lighter.
Old Mr. Pei instinctively turned to look at Huo Yao and asked her. “Why can’t we use 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 seemed the same as before, her eyes were unusually deep and she did not look her age at the moment.
He extended his hand.
Huo Yao placed her fingertips on his wrist. A grave look slowly emerged on her exquisite face as she checked his pulse. Moments later, she pulled her hand back.
Her eyes landed on Min Yu’s injured calf. She leaned forward to lift his pant leg to examine it briefly.
“Pen, paper,” said Huo Yao succinctly.
Zhuo Yun automatically went to fetch pen and paper. Before long, he came back and handed them to Huo Yao respectfully.
He stopped thinking about Huo Yao’s incense making acquaintance. Judging from the way she read Min Yu’s pulse, she was clearly trained in medicine herself.
Very quickly, Huo Yao wrote a list of Chinese herbs on the paper. Then she handed it to Zhuo Yun. “I need these herbs.”
Huo Yao paused before she continued. “But some of these herbs are hard to find.”
Zhuo Yun took the prescription with a look of determination. “I will find them no matter how hard.”
He had placed all hope on Huo Yao, subconsciously.
Huo Yao contemplated and said, “Okay. There’s no hurry. You have three days to prepare everything.”
Zhuo Yun could not help looking at Min Yu cautiously when Huo Yao told him not to panic. Min Yu seemed to be in bad shape. Although he was puzzled, he did not dare to ask further.
“I’ll get right to it,” said Zhuo Yun.
Instead, Yang Yi grabbed Zhuo Yun by the arm just as he was heading out with the prescription.
Zhuo Yun looked at Yang Yi and did not know what he was up to.
Yang Yi glanced at Huo Yao before looking at the list of Chinese herbs in Zhuo Yun’s hands. Then his eyes landed on his face as he said deeply, “This is Yu’s health we are talking about. This is no time to fool around.”
Huo Yao might seem to know what she was doing, but even Old Mr. Pei had difficulty prescribing Min Yu medicine. However, Huo Yao came up with a prescription after checking Min Yu’s pulse briefly. How could anyone believe she was capable of curing Min Yu, judging from how frivolous she looked?
He did not believe that a girl her age could have any significant medical skills to speak of. Even if she did, she could never compare to the highly reputable Chinese physician, Old Mr. Pei, since his family had a long history of specializing in Chinese medicine.
Zhuo Yun made eye contact with Yang Yi. He understood his concerns, but... he inhaled deeply and said firmly, “I trust Miss Huo.”
Yang Yi frowned and stammered. “You...”