Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 56 Don't Bully Him
After the door closed, Qiao Luo helped Mrs. Su go to the sofa and sit down.

As soon as he was seated, Qiao Luo didn't delay, and asked straight to the point, "Madam Su, can you tell me the specific symptoms of your insomnia?"

"Also, are you allergic to any medicinal materials?"

Mrs. Su looked sad, "I just feel very sleepy and very tired, but when I touch the pillow, I just can't fall asleep, and I feel like I can't lift my spirits up."

"There are no medicinal materials for allergies."

"Since when did you suffer from insomnia?" Qiao Luo asked in more detail.

"Almost, like four months ago."

"Did anything happen during that time?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Su frowned slightly, thinking about it seriously.

Qiao Luo guided, "For example, is there anything that suddenly frightened you?"

Frightened?

Mrs. Su suddenly thought of something, and her tone became a little more melancholy, "A few old friends and I went climbing a mountain, and one of them accidentally stepped on the ground and fell badly. He is still in the hospital now."

"I kept having nightmares that night, didn't sleep well all night, and often suffered from insomnia afterwards."

A flash of understanding flashed in Qiao Luo's eyes. It is normal for the old man to be frightened suddenly and cannot bear it for a while.

From this point of view, the cause of Mrs. Su's insomnia has a lot to do with this matter, and it's easy to deal with if it's not a physical reason.

She took out a small box from her pocket. From the appearance, it was no different from a powder box.

"Madam, please extend your hand," she said.

Mrs. Su didn't know why, so she stretched out her hand according to her words.

Qiao Luo opened the thin box, which contained light pink powder, like ancient rouge powder.

She picked up a little bit with her fingertips and applied it on Mrs. Su's wrist.

An elegant fragrance poured into the tip of the nose, Mrs. Su asked curiously, "What is this?"

"There are many kinds of medicinal materials in the aromatherapy I prepared. I don't know if you are allergic to any medicinal ingredients, so I will test it for you first." Qiao Luo retracted his hand and explained in a leisurely manner.

Hearing that she could make aromatherapy, Mrs. Su was slightly surprised, "Are you a doctor?"

"No." she said.

Her half-baked medical skills, such as curing a cold and cough, and identifying a herbal medicine, are barely there, but nothing else.

"Then do I need to take medicine?" Mrs. Su asked the key point.

She had taken too much medicine these days, and her mouth had a bitter taste, and she was afraid of drinking it.

Seeing the resistance in Mrs. Su's eyes, Qiao Luo smiled lightly, "No need."

As she spoke, she took out a white plastic bag from her pocket, which contained several tea bags.

"These tea bags can be soaked in water and drunk directly. They taste sweet, not bitter, and help you sleep."

Hearing this, Mrs. Su reached out to take the plastic bag, and looked at the tea bags inside curiously.

Then, she looked at Qiao Luo with a smile on her face, "You are young and young, and you know a lot. I am so troublesome to you. Did you also make this tea bag?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, a trace of nostalgia flashed in the depths of his eyes, "Others taught me."

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the other side.

In the side hall, the voices of the two old men did not fade away.

It's all about the league.

On the other hand, Long Beijue remained quiet from the beginning to the end, like an outsider.

Tired of talking, old man Su stopped and picked up his teacup to drink tea.

Thinking of something temporarily, he squinted at Long Beijue, "Beijue, do you know Qiao Luo?"

He felt something was wrong just now when they were arguing.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Han suddenly patted the table.

"boom--"

The teacup on the table shook accordingly, Mr. Su was so close that he almost had a heart attack from fright.

He asked angrily, "Old Han, what are you doing in such a sudden surprise?"

"I remember now." Mr. Han was stunned.

Grandpa Su frowned, "What do you remember?"

Mr. Han didn't answer him, but turned to look at Long Beijue, "Beijue, Feifei mentioned earlier that her classmate Qiao Yuan's sister, is this Qiao Luo?"

No wonder he felt that Qiao Luo's name sounded familiar, if it wasn't for what Lao Su said just now to remind him, he wouldn't have remembered it.

As I get older, my memory doesn't work anymore.

This brat just pretended he didn't know him, pretended to be a good one, and almost deceived the two of them.

"It should be." Long Beijue said casually.

"What do you mean should be?" Mr. Han couldn't understand his perfunctory look, and his beard turned up in anger.

"Didn't you still get close to someone in the restaurant that day? Don't you know if it's the same person?"

"What's going on?" Mr. Su was confused, and looked at Long Beijue with incredible eyes, "Beijue, have you had dinner with Qiao Luo?"

"real or fake?"

He is old, don't bully him for his simplicity.

Long Beijue held his head with one hand, and said lazily, "It's fake."

"You brat, don't pretend to be a fool here. How can there be such a coincidence? There are so many people named Qiao Luo." Mr. Han picked up the iron sand palm, but the distance was a little far, otherwise he would have to A slap to the back of his head.

Long Beijue laughed, "You're convinced, so what else is there to ask?"

So, it is admitted.

Mr. Han was stunned.

On the side, Mr. Su was full of question marks, but he still didn't understand.

"Are you interested in other girls?" Mr. Han came back to his senses, his expression became strange.

After the words came out, another gossip looked at him.

Looking at the disbelieving expressions of the two old men, Long Beijue's lips trembled slightly.

What do they look at?

How can you tell that he is interested in Qiao Luo?
At this time, Mrs. Su and Qiao Luo came over.

Seeing his wife, Mr. Su hurried forward to meet him.

He supported her, "how is it?"

Mrs. Su shook her head, "Qiao Luo gave me some tea bags to soak in water, and I feel much better than before."

Glancing at that handsome face, Qiao Luo paused, raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Su, "I probably know Mrs. Su's situation, let Li Dong go to my place to get the aromatherapy tomorrow, and I will write down the usage."

Mr. Su nodded, thanking you again and again.

Qiao Luo said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"Wait." Mrs. Su asked to stay, "Qiao Luo, it's getting late, why don't you stay here and finish your lunch before leaving?"

"Yes, Qiao Luo, why don't you stay here and have a meal together." Mr. Su echoed.

One is to thank her for her help, and the other is to have Bei Jue's gossip, which is the best of both worlds.

"Another day, I..."

Before he finished his refusal, Mrs. Su interrupted, "Don't change the day, let's do it today, come here, just eat here, just treat it as a face for Lao Su and me."

"That's right, Qiao Luo, you've helped us so much, if you don't stay here for dinner, we'll be ashamed." Mr. Su chimed in.

The husband and wife sang together, blocking what Qiao Luo wanted to say.

(End of this chapter)