bout conscience Does the boss even have a conscienceAfter the call ended, Ou Yan asked him to send the drawing paper to Si Yechen's villa. She only used one kind of paper for her drawings, which was u...Chapter 753

"Three days ago at this time" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. After a while, he recalled, "At that time we were in Paris, her best friend's son got married, and we attended the wedding...Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, when we were leaving, her best friend pulled her aside and said she wanted her to stay and have a few more drinks tonight...It was a kind of fruit wine, not very strong..."

"That's it." Ou Yan said as she administered the needle, "This medicine can only be put in alcohol. If it were in plain water or other drinks, there would be a smell, and anyone who smelled it would know something was wrong. But when combined with alcohol, it doesn't affect the taste of the liquor, and the effect works perfectly within the alcohol."

"What about my wife... what will happen to her" The middle-aged man looked at the woman on the ground. She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, curling up completely. If he could, he wished he could take the pain for her.

"I'll first help her expel the poison." Ou Yan inserted a few more silver needles. "Her spleen and stomach are a bit damaged, for follow-up treatment, you can use my prescription. I'll write it down when we leave."

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised, "Teacher Yan Mo, you know medicine..."

I didn't expect that the girl, so young, not only knows how to draw and compose music, but also how to save people.

Who's child is this

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"You should avoid spicy and stimulating food for the next three days, and eat lightly." When Ou Yan saw that the situation was almost better, she withdrew the silver needles.

"Honey, are you alright" The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the woman up and held her in his arms.

"Much better... It doesn't hurt anymore." The beautiful noblewoman didn't expect the girl's medical skills to be so impressive. Just moments ago, she was writhing in pain, but now she seemed to have come back to life. She just felt a little weak and drained, soft and powerless.

The middle-aged man looked at her writing. His pen was sharp, his strokes were powerful, and his bearing was awe-inspiring. At the same time, he was surprised to find that the girl's handwriting seemed familiar.

This seems familiar...

When he was in the warehouse tonight, a girl gave him her autograph, and he felt that her handwriting looked familiar...

Suddenly, he remembered that he had collected a work by a contemporary renowned calligrapher before. The characters on it were exactly the same as those written by the girl.

Whether it's the shape, size, or style of the font... the "" tags. I'll be happy to help!"If it weren't for the fact that this guy was so kind to Yan Yan all the time, I wouldn't agree to this marriage!" Li Chanxi could only reply to her several brother...