Bo Shao's apex is a boss

Chapter 96 Good Words
In the alley, Wen Yan watched Mu Jiu's figure walk away, recovered his senses, looked at the man beside him, and said in a low voice, "Master, Master Mu is gone, shall we go too?"

Bo Yichen didn't speak, the action of Mu Jiu writing down a prescription was still in his mind.

Thinking of something, he suddenly strode towards the old man.

"Hey?"

Wen Yan was taken aback and immediately followed.

As soon as they left the alley, the old man and the girl not far away got into a taxi, and the taxi drove away in front of the man.

Bo Yichen's footsteps stopped, but his gaze was still on the taxi going away.

Just as Wen Yan followed, seeing Bo Yichen stop suddenly, he almost couldn't stop, but fortunately he managed to stop two steps behind the man.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yan said, looking not far away, where the old man was just now.

Already gone.

"..." Stretching out his hand to scratch his hair, he glanced sideways at the man's face, it was unpredictable, and he didn't know why he wanted to chase the old man, but subconsciously felt that the master wanted to ask something.

"Want to chase?"

"No need, go back." The man withdrew his gaze, the color of his eyes fluctuating, maybe he was thinking too much, ordinary doctors would carry a pen and paper with them, right?
"Yes."

In the car.

Qian Zheng glanced at the prescription in his hand, the flowing handwriting, the sharpness of the writing, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, good writing!

"Grandpa..." Su Mengmeng also saw the prescription in Qian Zheng's hand. She didn't know calligraphy, so she just thought the characters were beautiful, but now she couldn't pay attention to the characters, so she thought she should go to the hospital for a checkup.

"Go back." The old man put the prescription away. For some reason, he subconsciously chose to believe the boy's words.

Su Mengmeng couldn't resist the old man, she looked sideways out of the window and stopped talking.

Back at Qian's house, assistant Xu Yan was waiting at the door, and seeing the old man get off the car, he hurried forward with the medicine bottle in his hand.

"Old man, you forgot to bring your medicine, what if something happens to you?"

Seeing Su Mengmeng on the side again, she politely called out, "Hi, Miss."

"Uncle Xu! You don't know, grandpa is on the street today..." Su Mengmeng's eyes lit up when she saw Xu Yan, just as she was about to tell Xu Yan what happened not long ago, she was stopped by the old man.

The old man smiled, and calmly said, "Isn't it all right? By the way, Xiao Xu, I have a prescription here. You can get it for me." Then, he handed the prescription in his hand to Xu Yan.

"Grandpa!" Su Mengmeng became anxious. It's not that she doesn't believe in her boss's medical skills, but grandpa's health is important, and the doctor has already said, don't take medicine products casually.

The old man patted the girl's hand comfortingly, without any intention of changing his mind.

Xu Yan took the prescription inexplicably, looked down, his eyes swept over, and a look of amazement quickly flashed in his eyes. This character is elegant but has a strong character. He knows a little calligraphy and knows that it is a rare and good character.

Feeling hot in my heart, I asked subconsciously, "Who prescribed this prescription?"

Suddenly in my mind I began to fantasize about the person who can write such good characters.

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Su Mengmeng didn't open her mouth at this time, the boss had already said that she would not tell outsiders, she told her grandpa, so now she has to keep her mouth shut.

Seeing that the two of them didn't intend to speak, Xu Yan smiled shyly, didn't continue to ask, and helped the old man into the house.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and it is already late at night.

In Yayuan No. [-], a man was standing by the window, with a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn't smoke. He let the smoke burn and was surrounded by mist.

The lights in the house were on, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the night. The man's eyes seemed to fall in the boundless night, and his pair of deep eyes were uncertain.

(End of this chapter)