The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 202

Mr. Pan is in his 30s. He wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His eyes look out from behind the glasses, and there is a kind of pickiness in his brows and eyes.

She glanced at Nan Jiaojiao from head to toe.

The corner of his mouth curled in disdain.

"You are the doctor Qing Shan said?"

Nan Jiaojiao walked in with a blank expression, "Yes."

Teacher Pan threw the book away, "Cure it, I'll watch from the side, you do what you want, don't disturb us."

"Teacher Pan, what are you talking about? Sister Jiaojiao is a distinguished guest of my family!"

Bo Qingshan complained about injustice, and Nan Jiaojiao pushed him down as soon as he stood up, and reminded him softly: "Sit down."

Bo Qingshan's arrogance was appeased at once, he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as Teacher Pan, he took the initiative to take off his socks, and when Nan Jiaojiao sat down, he consciously put his feet on the small stool beside him.

Nan Jiaojiao unfolded the acupuncture bag and took silver needles to prick the acupuncture points.

Teacher Pan, who was left aside, was upset, and asked rationally, "Is Chinese medicine so amazing?"

No one pays attention to her.

"I don't think you're very old, so you probably don't have much experience. Don't mess around," Teacher Pan looked at Nan Jiaojiao and snorted coldly, "You have a pretty face."

This is putting the irony directly on the surface.

Bo Qingshan couldn't help being angry, he became angry, and as soon as his fierce face was revealed, his mouth made a mouth shape, and suddenly he let out a low cry of "ah", his whole body went limp, and his voice was as weak as that of Ah Piao .

Sadly, she wanted to cry: "Sister Jiaojiao, why do you keep stopping me?"

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him lightly, "Xiao Ba pecked you, will you bite back?"

"I don't, I don't like biting my hair!"

"That's not right."

Why bother to be as knowledgeable as a beast.

Teacher Pan didn't understand, and wanted to get into the topic, but she had to put on the image of her own teacher, "Who is Xiaoba, what are you talking about?"

"Xiaoba?" Bo Qingshan rolled his eyes, "A little cutie."

Now when he looked at Teacher Pan's face again, it was still as rigid as a lesson plan, but it was not so annoying anymore.

"Can you really do it with a few random pricks?"

Nan Jiaojiao stood up straight, and said, "Sincerity makes spirit."

She glanced at the test paper that Bo Qingshan was pressing under her elbow, her face was very pale, "I'll wash my hands."

There is a bathroom in the room, Nan Jiaojiao went directly to it.

Teacher Pan also followed.

Standing at the door with her arms folded, she looked at Nan Jiaojiao in the mirror, her face was so beautiful that it made people jealous.

"I heard that every time you come here, you will stay here for lunch. After the meal, Mr. Bo personally sends you off?"

Nan Jiaojiao squeezed the hand sanitizer, "Yes."

"One hundred thousand for each consultation? Why do you earn so much? Both you and I were hired by the Bo family, but I'm not as ignorant as you, who always go to the master. I think you are not too old. Quite a lot, the host is being polite to you to give you face, don't push yourself too far."

Nan Jiaojiao shook her hands, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, turned around and walked to Teacher Pan.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, but his voice was cold: "How old are you?"

Teacher Pan didn't dare to meet her eyes directly, and the cold wind whizzed from the back of her neck, "What are you doing, I'm older than you, I'm teaching you the principles of life."

"Is being a teacher addictive?"

Nan Jiaojiao threw the tissue away, "Third Master Bo is not easy to seduce, and you are not good-looking when you are old, so he doesn't like you."

"What are you talking about!"

Teacher Pan was caught in the center of his mind, and his face turned red with anger, "If you don't like me, can you like you!"

(End of this chapter)