Prosperity Rebirth: The CEO's wife is about to be promoted!

Chapter 188 The source of strange things (3)

"Mr. Zhao, can someone bring the celadon vase we got today here."

"Wait a minute, the servant will deliver it right away. What Mr. Dugu means is that my father's condition is related to that celadon vase?"

Zhao San asked with a puzzled look.

"I'll find out later." Dugu Mo replied coldly.

Dugu Mo turned his head to Mr. Zhao, "I have a few questions that I would like to ask Mr. Zhao. I wonder if Mr. Zhao has the energy to answer them?"

"Yes..." Mr. Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and replied briefly, with some decisiveness in his weak voice.

"When did your body start to have such symptoms? Around that time, did you buy any special antiques, or things from ancient tombs? Have you had any nightmares recently?"

Song Xiaoxiao looked carefully at Mr. Zhao, and found that there was always some black air hovering on his forehead, and an inexplicable phantom gradually faded behind him, resembling a child, and also resembling a flame.

Mr. Zhao directly picked up the pen and paper beside the bed, slowly wrote the answer on it, and then glanced at Zhao San.

Zhao San walked over to pick up the paper and handed it to Dugumo.

The servants outside the door brought the celadon vase. The old man in the room was seeing a doctor, and the servants dared not come in. After knocking on the door, Zhao Sanbian walked over and took the celadon vase.

Dugu Mo stood there, Mo Shang was like a jade, and his son was unparalleled in the world.

In the eyes of the old man, surprise flashed by, and Dugu Mo was like this.

It's just that this appearance is matched with this temperament, and there is a sharpness in the laziness. Standing here is like a mountain, but it seems to be a wise man who can grasp the mountain at any time. It is naturally and contradictory reflected in the same person.

No matter what kind of ability Dugu Mo has, he is already a dragon among men in the eyes of the old man.

Regardless of whether Dugumo could heal him, the old man had already looked at Dugumo differently in his heart.

In comparison, none of the aristocratic princes in City A can match him.

It has to be said that the old man has lived most of his life, and his vision is quite vicious.

The old man turned his narrowed eyes to Song Xiaoxiao, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl looks innocent, she can be regarded as a piece of rough jade.

It has to be said that such an evaluation is the best way to cover up Song Xiaoxiao's growth.

Zhao San brought the celadon bottle, offered it with both hands, and handed it carefully to Dugumo.

Dugu Mo held the celadon bottle in his hand and looked at it carefully. There was black air hovering around the mouth of the bottle, and suddenly a trace of black air flew towards Mr. Zhao, and went straight into Mr. Zhao's forehead.

Song Xiaoxiao, who was at the side, also saw the scene for real, and couldn't help being shocked.

Naturally, Dugu Mo couldn't miss this scene, so he frowned.

"Mr. Zhao, let's talk about the situation of the old man alone. First, take the few things I named in this room to other places."

Dugu Mo opened his mouth to Zhao Sandao, his voice was soft but with undeniable magical power.

"Okay, listen to Mr. Dugu."

After Zhao San finished speaking, he looked at the old man, "Dad, you should rest first. Mr. Dugu and I are playing, and we need to make some arrangements."

The old man nodded to Zhao San and Zhao San, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Dugumo and Song Xiaoxiao followed Zhao San and walked out.

Zhao San ordered his servants to take away all the dozens of valuable things named by Dugumo from the house, and then ordered his servants to tidy up the two rooms for Dugumo and Song Xiaoxiao to rest.

　Xiao Milu is just a newcomer, and this is also a new work. Thank you for your support and encouragement, but you don't accept insults. If you don't like it, you can leave directly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)