Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 1733 turmoil is coming

The two had just walked into the hospital, and their cronies were about to take Huo Qing to the eleventh floor in the elevator. At this moment, a person came out from the side corridor and stopped them directly.

"Xiao Liu? What are you doing?" Huo Qing's cronies looked at Xiao Liu with an unhappy expression.

Xiao Liu's left arm was injured, and he was fixed on his chest with a splint and gauze. Although he was injured, the lingering energy around him was not weak at all.

He didn't answer the words of Huo Qing's cronies, but looked at Huo Qing, "I don't know what the third deacon did for you to come to the hospital so late?"

Seeing this, Huo Qing's cronies frowned and stepped forward. When he opened his mouth to speak, Huo Qing raised his hand, and he stopped talking and returned to his original position.

"I heard that Lord Feng was seriously injured, so I came to see him specially." Huo Qing put one hand behind his back, his face looked as kind as usual, "Is he alright?"

Xiao Liu's expression did not change in the slightest, he just nodded and replied politely: "Deacon Lao San is concerned, Feng Ye is not in any serious trouble, the doctor explained that he needs to rest, and he has already gone to bed so late, please also please. Go back first."

"Oh, is that so? How did I hear that Lord Feng is dying?" Huo Qing casually turned the Buddha beads in a soft voice.

It is to clearly inform Xiao Liu that he is very aware of all the circumstances of Feng Ye.

Xiao Liu pursed his lips and smiled, with his back straight, "Then you may have heard it wrong. Lord Feng was injured, but it was only a minor injury."

Huo Qing glanced over the arm hanging from Xiao Liu's chest, and the corners of his lips twitched lightly, "Since it's a minor injury, why can't you visit him? Unless you have something to hide?"

Xiao Liu knew that Huo Qing was not good. If he talked too much, it would make him more aggressive. His eyes narrowed and he said, "If you insist on going upstairs, then I'm sorry, I'm afraid it won't be what you want."

"What is your attitude?" Huo Qing's henchman next to him put his hand on his waist and couldn't look at it any longer, "You are just a servant, what qualifications do you have to stop you here?"

"I just followed the instructions of Lord Feng, he didn't see anyone." Xiao Liu was not afraid. "Of course, if someone insists on breaking in, then we can only do things according to the rules of the Huo family."

"You don't talk about rules, you..."

Before the trusted friend could finish speaking, Huo Qing coughed and interrupted him, "Speaking of which, I am too concerned about the safety of Lord Feng, so I really shouldn't disturb him at such a late hour, okay, I'll see him again during the day tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Huo Qing did not give Xiao Liu a chance to speak again, glanced sideways at his cronies, turned and walked out.

From entering to leaving, the whole process took less than three minutes.

Xiao Liu stood there, watching Huo Qing's backs leaving,

He didn't let out a sigh of relief, but a worried look appeared on his face.

It's good that their grandfather didn't have an accident. If something happened, Huo Qing's faction would definitely take the opportunity to mess up, and I'm afraid it will be even more messy tomorrow.

Xiao Liu took a deep breath, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the chief executive.

*

Here, just as Huo Qing walked out of the gate, the cronies beside him looked back and said in a puzzled way, "Master, shall we just go back like this?"

Huo Qing raised his eyes, but there was a look of joy on his face, "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't see anyone, the point is that Lord Feng is probably really bad this time."

The cronie's eyes gleamed, and while walking down the steps quickly, he walked to the front of the car and opened the rear door, and whispered: "That's true, otherwise Huo Changfeng wouldn't have arranged for Xiao Liu to guard below. ."

If it's just a simple injury, why be so vigilant?

"Maybe our chance has come." The cronie said again.

Good night. The scum author kneels away