Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Fortunately, he made a bet.

Half an hour later, the drunkard finished the needle and fed a few pills to Mr. Bai. While he was packing up, Bai Tang, who was dizzy by Wen Xiaoai, woke up.

Bai Tang shook his somewhat dizzy head. When he was wondering why he suddenly fainted, he saw someone standing across from the bed.

Bai Tang, who was still a little dizzy, got up suddenly when he saw the alcoholic, and immediately became energetic, bursting into anger.

"Why are you here?"

"Your grandpa is okay." The drunkard looked up at him and continued to pack his acupuncture bag.

"You, what are you talking about?" Bai Tang was taken aback, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

He looked at Bai Lao on the bed, but saw that Bai Lao's face was no longer dead gray. Although he was still pale, he looked less scary.

He stretched out and shook Bai Lao's hand excitedly. His body temperature has slowly recovered, his body is not stiff anymore, and his breathing has returned to normal.

The sudden surprise smashed Bai Tang to find his direction for a while. After just two seconds of joy and excitement, he frowned again and looked at the alcoholic.

"You won't look like today again, look good, within a few hours..."

"Don't worry, no."

The drunkard was sure and authentic, and then handed him the two medicine bottles: "One in the morning, one in the evening and one in the evening. Your grandfather will wake up in three hours."

Bai Tang stretched out his hand, took the medicine bottle, looked at the alcoholic who had packed his things and was about to leave, opened his mouth, and said:

"Thank you, sorry."

"Are you going to say thank you or sorry?" The drunkard smiled.

"Say it all."

"I'm sorry, you don't need to tell me." It was him who should say sorry.

It was he who took advantage of Bai Lao's body, and not only failed to heal the person, but also made the situation worse.

Although nothing happened in the end, it also made the family members worried.

"As for this thank you... Tell Jun Moyan."

"Jun Mo Yan? What do you mean?" Bai Tang didn't understand.

The drunkard smiled, I can't tell you to thank Wen Xiaoai, right?

"I hope you keep it secret for me."

"what's up?"

"Don't say you saw me tonight, just assume I haven't been here."

He looked at Uncle Ming who was still on the sofa, and said, "If someone asks about Mr. Bai's situation, it's said that you have seen another doctor."

"why?"

This person is really weird. He saved him again, didn't he also save his doctor's sign?

"I'm just like this. It's so strange that I don't know myself. Anyway, I don't think I've been here, don't say I have met."

The drunkard left after saying this.

There is still the last step, as long as one thing is confirmed, she can be asked to save people.

Bai Tang looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand, and then went to check the situation of Uncle Ming.

Seeing that he was just in a coma, there was nothing serious about it, so he let go.

But still don't understand what the drunkard does, but it's not important, as long as grandpa gets better.

Wuyuan——

Jun Moyan came back from the study, but did not see Wen Xiaoai in the room.

"Little boy?"

Jun Moyan was a little strange. He went to the bathroom and found that Wen Xiaoai hadn't taken a bath after he left.

After leaving the room, he quickly went downstairs.

"Did you see Xiao Ai?"

"No." Xiaocha shook her head.

Jun Mo Yan frowned, feeling a little flustered, Xiaoguai didn't go home because he was homesick?

No, she doesn't know the way, how can she go back.

Jun Mo Yan immediately rushed to the monitoring room, adjusted the monitoring, and found that Wen Xiaoai hadn't even left the door.