Yan Mu noticed Bo Junxiao's gaze, and while gently pressing the acupuncture points of Old Man Bo, he smiled at Bo Junxiao and shook his head, signaling that she was fine.

Sima Xilou, who was sitting in the co-pilot, curiously glanced at Yan Mu's massage, raised his eyebrows at Yan Mu, and shook a thumbs up.

Along the way, Old Man Bo slept soundly, and everyone tacitly did not speak.

When he arrived at the old mansion, Zhou Qiang carried Old Man Bo out of the car and sent him to a large guest room next to Bo Junxiao's bedroom.

"Where's Dr. Song?"

Back at the old mansion, Bo Junxiao's mood had completely calmed down.

Song Han had already received a call and had been waiting for a long time at the old mansion, so he immediately came in and brought an assistant and simple instruments to check on Old Man Bo.

I looked at Old Man Bo's case very carefully, and his face became more and more solemn.

"Thin ......"

Song Han wanted to speak and stopped.

Bo Junxiao frowned: "I know Grandpa's condition very well, you don't need to say much, just say how it is now?" Grandpa sleeps like this...... Is it okay? ”

"Bo Shao, the old man's body is very weak, and he can't stand it, so he has to be conditioned little by little. Especially mentally, it can no longer be stimulated. There are also some bruises on the body, which should be applied to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Song Han's face was also ugly.

These bruises were not the kind of accidental falls, and although he didn't know exactly what happened, he could guess them.

Song Han said, turning the patient's hand and suddenly paused.

"How?" Bo Junxiao immediately noticed.

"Bo Shao, I need to take a blood sample," Song Han hesitated, "I see that in this blood test report, there is an indicator that is very delicate. ”

"What do you mean?" Bo Junxiao frowned.

Song Han shook his head: "I'm not sure yet, I need to go back and test it...... As you know, I am at the Research Institute of Country M, and I am also undertaking a research project, and I need to feed back this data to that side, and if necessary, I need to use an instrument over there to get the results. ”

A cold glint flashed in Bo Junxiao's eyes: "You go and check!" How much money is needed, you just ask. ”

Song Han hurriedly responded.

Soon Song Han took a blood sample with his assistant, and left the old mansion after a few more words.

Old Man Bo slept very deeply all the time, and he didn't even wake him up with blood drawing.

"Young master, I'll take care of the old man!"

After everyone gently exited Old Man Bo's room, Steward Chen choked up.

Old man Bo had a life-saving grace for him, and looking at the crime that the old man who had been in Rong Ma's life was now suffering, Steward Chen was so uncomfortable that he could hardly speak.

"Uncle Chen, you're old, let her come!"

Bo Junxiao shook his head, his eyes fell on Yan Mu, and he couldn't hear any emotion in his voice, "Are you willing?" ”

Belch......

Yan Mu's eyes jumped.

It's not that she doesn't want to, but Old Man Bo makes a fuss, and she can't control it at all!

"Huh?" Bo Junxiao looked at her quietly, and there seemed to be a faint expectation in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

Yan Muyi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Bo Shao!" ”

When she really couldn't do it, she called Zhou Qiang and them to come over to help, anyway, she wasn't the only one in the old mansion.

"I'll give you Little Liu,"

The corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes curved slightly, "From now on, Xiaoliu will follow you and send you!" ”

Little Six?

Yan Muleng reacted after a moment before he realized that what Bo Junxiao was talking about was Han Liu, one of Zhou Qiang's subordinates, and one of the bodyguards on the side of the old mansion.

This Han Liu and another bodyguard, Yan Mu didn't see much, and he rarely saw the two of them on weekdays. In Yan Mu's heart, he felt that these two people had always been relatively obscure and mysterious.

"Can I help Mr. Bo decorate a room?" Yan Mu asked tentatively.