PFC Chapter 217 The medicine was bitter, but the lady was sweet.
Chapter 217 The medicine was bitter, but the lady was sweet.
Bo Siheng and He Yan returned to the Bo family home together.
Even at home, he was still very unhappy, and there was a very low atmosphere around him.
He minded the strange look in Lu Yanzhe's eyes when he looked at He Yan.
"Xiaoyan, Lu Yanzhe is the marriage partner that your second uncle wants to win over. You have to be careful, he may have ill intentions."
"But he seems like a nice person."
He Yan pursed her lips, struggling to suppress her laughter.
Bo Siheng looked stunned, a flood of emotions rushing through his mind.
He suddenly gripped He Yan's hand tightly, only then did he feel the reality.
"Men can all pretend, appearing well-dressed in front of others, but they are essentially selfish. No matter what they do, it is always with a purpose, a test, to put it bluntly, it is hunting."
Although they were husband and wife, Bo Siheng was always worried that He Yan would leave.
He was already deeply involved and didn't want to let go.
He Yan's eyes were full of surprise.
She was just deliberately contradicting him for fun, so why is he even cursing himself when he gets angry?
"Are you like that too?"
"I'm different."
Bo Siheng suddenly leaned closer, his face almost touching He Yan's.
He could clearly hear his own heartbeat, which contained the overwhelming feelings he had for her, yet he was afraid that his sudden outburst would frighten He Yan, so his eyes were filled with restraint.
"Okay, I know you're different."
He Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud; she knew Bo Siheng was really anxious.
"Does Madam enjoy seeing me anxious?"
Bo Siheng is easy to coax, but he is genuinely scared inside.
Fortunately, he was still blessed.
Just then, the phone rang at an inopportune moment.
"I need to get back to work."
He Yan withdrew her hand without hesitation.
When she saw that it was Old Man Zhong calling, she avoided Bo Siheng and went upstairs.
"Nanqing, I have done as you asked me to spread the news, but now the Jin family is spreading rumors everywhere under the guise of a fake miracle doctor. What do you plan to do next?"
Zhong Changfeng was also an insider about Feng Xianhe's affairs and knew that He Yan had a plan.
However, he didn't know the specific arrangements.
"The next step, of course, is to trick him into revealing whether his prescription is genuine or not."
He Yan knew that the Jin family wanted to use the He family to create momentum for themselves.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so easily deceived by Xu Zhengqiang, and wouldn't have been so eager to seek out Bo Yuanzhou as their backer.
I'm afraid they'll be furious when the truth comes out.
"Okay, go ahead and do it. If you need anything, just come to me."
Zhong Changfeng also hopes that justice will be served.
He Yan then spoke on the phone with Lin An'an.
The two exchanged information about the hacker situation again.
downstairs.
Bo Siheng sat alone in the garden, still feeling very unhappy.
The appearance of Lu Yanzhe made him unable to suppress his jealousy.
"Mr. Bo, are you feeling unwell?"
Yu Cheng noticed that Master Bo seemed to have something on his mind.
Bo Siheng glanced at Yu Cheng with displeasure, then turned his head away in disgust.
"Young Master, your medicine has been prepared in the kitchen. Should I bring it over now or deliver it to your study later?"
The butler didn't know why Master Bo was in a bad mood as soon as he returned.
"Bring it over now."
Bo Siheng sighed softly, realizing he shouldn't be angry with himself.
But after taking a sip of the medicine, he frowned and put it down.
"It's too bitter, I can't drink it at all."
Yu Cheng and the butler looked at each other, both too shocked to speak.
Why is Mr. Bo suddenly acting so teasy?
No, given Mr. Bo's personality, he would never say something so contrary to his true feelings.
Yu Cheng believed he had figured out Bo Ye's mood; whenever he was so downcast, it was probably because of his wife.
If that's the case, then what Bo Xilai needs is a way out.
"Then I should go to Madam and see if she can help?"
Bo Siheng remained silent.
Yu Cheng felt that this was indeed the case.
The butler immediately understood and turned to find the lady.
Hearing the housekeeper's words, He Yan realized that Bo Siheng had not yet recovered from his jealousy.
She shook her head helplessly, but still followed along.
Bo Siheng turned around when he heard footsteps and saw He Yan carrying a plate over.
"If you drink your medicine, I'll give you a snow plum."
She stood in front of Bo Siheng, reached out and took one, then handed it to him.
Bo Siheng drank the medicine in two gulps without hesitation, then leaned over and took the plum that He Yan handed him, a smile finally appearing in his eyes.
"With my wife's plums, I'm not afraid of bitterness."
Yu Cheng stood there, utterly dumbfounded.
It has to be the lady!
That night, Bo Siheng went even further, insisting on sleeping with He Yan in his arms.
"I've been upset today and need your comfort."
"Bo Siheng, how old are you?"
He Yan was tightly encircled by him, and there was almost no air between them.
She was both amused and exasperated. Turning her head, she suddenly bumped into his deep, dark eyes, as if she were about to be sucked in.
"...Okay, go to sleep early."
He Yan was still soft-hearted and did not refuse him.
Bo Siheng's eyes shone unusually bright in the dim light.
"I knew Madam was the best."
He stared at He Yan's lips, feeling a little impulsive, but to avoid the opposite of what he wanted, he could only gently touch her forehead instead. He wasn't greedy; he just wanted things to stay like this forever.
He also needs to secretly guard against rivals in love.
The next day.
Bo Siheng took the initiative to go to see his second uncle.
"Si Heng, what brings you here today?"
Bo Yuanzhou knew his plan had succeeded; he had grasped Bo Siheng's weakness and could then act secretly.
"Second Uncle knows why I'm here, so let's not beat around the bush."
Even when Bo Siheng needed something from others, he maintained his pride.
He didn't want to wait passively; he wanted to test whether the so-called "miracle doctor Xu" was genuine or not.
He didn't want to give up even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance.
"Okay, then your second uncle will arrange it for you."
Beneath Bo Yuanzhou's seemingly honest smile lies a hypocritical conspiracy.
Without delay, he went directly to find Xu Zhengqiang.
"Dr. Xu, get ready to treat my nephew's infertility. But remember what I told you: once it's done, I guarantee you'll be worry-free for life."
To increase the success rate, he even removed a few items.
He Yan kept an eye on Xu Zhengqiang's situation and also learned that Bo Siheng wanted to test the drug.
She needed to hurry home after finishing her work at the pharmaceutical factory.
At this moment, Lin An'an also received a new message: the person who sold the prescription suddenly issued a bidding invitation.
If you want the prescription, you have to go now, otherwise they won't wait.
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
He Yan was a little confused, but both sides were equally important.
She could only call Bo Siheng.
"I have to go back later. A prescription has appeared here, and I need to check on the situation."
"Okay, I'll wait for you, but you must be careful."
Bo Siheng knew that He Yan had her own things to do, and he wouldn't stop her.
He Yan remained vigilant, thinking it might be a trap, so she brought along a lot of medicine just in case.
When she arrived at the billiards hall, she was led inside.
The boss, Brother Biao, was sitting behind the table with a piece of paper in front of him.
"I heard you want a prescription? What price are you willing to pay?"
"What's the rush? Let me check if it's real or fake first."
He Yan was not afraid and sat down directly in front of him to examine the paper.
She saw the same handwriting, which was her master's writing style, but as she continued reading, she discovered that it was a fake. Except for the first few words and the medicinal herbs, which were real, the rest was fake.
"Well, are you ready? You only get one chance."
Brother Biao looked somewhat impatient.
His gaze was fixed on the woman in front of him, as if he wanted to verify whether she knew anything about medicine.
He Yan looked up and knew it was a scheme.
She was certain that the other party had a genuine prescription.
But how can she get it?
"This prescription..."