I rely on metaphysics to keep the boss alive and get rich

Chapter 220
"Second fat? Fat?"

Li Qinglan approached the bed cautiously.

But the person on the bed just let out a howl:
"Ah! Ahhh!!"

After such a long period of torture, Yuqi at this moment looked completely different.

Where does he still look like a youthful and handsome guy before?

From the looks of it, it is not much different from ghosts.

Li Qinglan was so distressed that she wanted to touch her son's face, but just as she reached out her hand, she was almost bitten.

Fortunately, Yun Sangyu stopped it with quick eyesight and hands.

"Sister Li, don't touch him for now."

"Huh? Okay, I see."

Li Qinglan stepped back. At this moment, a bodyguard came in carrying something.

When he saw Li Zhihe standing at the door, the bodyguard shouted respectfully:

"boss!"

Li Zhihe nodded:
"come in."

Although I didn't listen carefully to the conversation between the two when I was by the small lake before, I can probably guess it.

Plus at this moment, the big bag in the bodyguard's hand.

It's just a little strange, and I don't know what is inside, and there is a very obvious strange smell.

Fortunately, Mr. Li is not usually a talkative person, so his doubts were turned into wild fire, and he didn't really ask.

As for Li Qinglan, he didn't even bother to pay attention to these things.

When the bodyguard came in, Yun Sangyu also turned around:

"Brother, have you bought all of them?" asked.

The bodyguard said 'hmm', but his face was slightly uncomfortable.

cough cough.

It was still the noise of 'Big Brother'.

But dare not agree, after all, the boss is still there.

If I really agree, I'm afraid, if it doesn't take tomorrow, I should pack up and leave.

Yun Sangyu took the bag, opened it and smelled it.

After smelling the strong fishy smell, I was very satisfied.

"Yes, pure black dog blood!"

For an insider, it really only needs to be smelled to know whether it is black dog blood.

That's it!

Only this smell can have an effect.

Those who make up the number and so on, the effect is not very obvious.

Yun Sangyu's praise made Li Zhihe's brows twitch.

It never occurred to me that it was black dog blood!
It's just something that appeared in the movies I watched when I was a child.

hiss!
For a while, I felt extremely uncomfortable psychologically.

"Do you have to use that thing?" I couldn't help asking.

Yun Sangyu glanced and nodded:
"Using this is the most effective, and there are other ways, but it will take a little longer."

One more second of delay, Yuqi will be more dangerous and painful.

Therefore, in order for the eldest nephew to recover as soon as possible, President Li can only endure it.

"Okay, hurry up!"

How could Li Qinglan not understand the younger brother he was brought up with?

But now lying on the bed is his own son, whose palms and backs are full of flesh, and no one can be partial.

"Ahe, why don't you avoid it for a while."

This kid has had a serious obsession with cleanliness since he was a child.

So, I was very worried about whether I could bear it.

Li Zhihe resolutely refused:

"No."

If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you rest assured?

Big man, can't you bear it for a while?

It's not something that seals the throat with blood.

Yun Sangyu had been listening to the conversation between the siblings, and seeing that both sides had reached an agreement, naturally there would be no further delay.

There is also a large oil barrel in the bag, but the oil barrel is not filled with oil, but black dog blood.

As soon as it is taken out, there is a smell.

When the lid was unscrewed again, the strong stench became even stronger, and the whole room seemed to be surrounded by this smell all of a sudden.

Li Zhihe almost vomited directly, his throat was numb from the suffocation.

(End of this chapter)