Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Downstairs, Yang Yi was waiting.

"Brother Yu, how is Miss Huo now?" He glanced upstairs and asked in a low voice.

"Wait later to see the effect." Min Yu sat down on the sofa, his eyes were bloodshot because he didn't rest all night.

Yang Yi nodded, "Miss Huo should be fine."

After all, he is a big boss, and big bosses don't fall down so easily.

Min Yu unbuttoned his neckline, pressed his shoulders, and then set his eyes on Yang Yi's face again, "Have you found anyone yet?"

Yang Yi lowered his head in shame, "No... I've searched the entire area nearby, and none of the dead or alive matches the features you said. I suspect that people are no longer in the turmoil zone."

Min Yu squinted his eyes, Qing Jun's face was faintly tired, and he said, "Forget it, the other party came prepared, and it was expected that he could not find it."

Hearing this, Yang Yi lowered his head lower, "I will let someone continue to check the other party's origins."

Min Yu hummed softly, remembered something, and opened his eyes again, "You can start with that Jon."

Yang Yi knew that Jon was Lu Xia's teacher in Continent M and a trainee research doctor in the Magic Domain Base. When he traced Lu Xia's whereabouts before, this person hid Lu Xia.

If Miss Huo is targeted by people from that base, things will become more complicated.

Yang Yi restrained his guesses, and after answering it well, he left the manor soon.

**

Here, Shangguan Hou looked at the original hideous wound on his chest. It only took a day to heal completely, and only a pink scar was left on the skin.

If people who don't know it see it, they will never think that this is a new injury.

It will take at least three or four months to recover like this.

"You are the fastest recovery person I've ever seen who have used a healing agent." Fan Shun sat lazily on the chair next to him and tutted lightly.

No wonder this person has a high status in the base, obviously there are many special places.

"Yes, maybe Mr. Fan's medicine is effective." Shangguan Hou slowly put on his clothes.

Although the wound seems to be healing and recovering, in fact, it is just a kind of confusing behavior. Every time he raises his hand and touches the muscles in his chest, the pain inside is torn and hits the nerves.

Fan Shun tapped his knees with his fingers and watched Shangguan slowly and neatly dressed, "The people outside should not have withdrawn."

"It doesn't matter." Shangguan Hou was not worried that he would be found. After putting on his clothes, he went to the bathroom.

Fan Shun raised his eyebrows.

Ten minutes later, Shangguan Hou came out of the bathroom and looked at his face again, but it was no longer the same as before he entered the bathroom.

At the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, his skin is abnormally white, and his entire facial features do not look very handsome, but he is quite elegant.

Fan Shun glanced at him a few times and asked with a little surprise, "Is this what you really look like?"

He could see that the other party was wearing a human skin mask, but he never thought that the person was so young.

Shangguan Hou had been wearing a human skin mask for a long time, and over time he had become a paralyzed face, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

He glanced at Fan Shun and only pursed his lips: "Yes."

For so many years, only Fan Shun at this time has seen his true appearance.

If he wanted to leave here safely, that face would definitely be useless. Without the tools to make a mask, Shangguan Hou could only show his true face.