Causing Trouble

"Blood Tonics?" He Miao's eyes widened in surprise. She turned to look at Jing Yan instinctively, only to find that his face was so pale that he did not look alive. Her heart skipped a beat, and she asked in a panic, "What did you do that needs blood? Are you injured? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chen Zhao knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly shut his mouth and looked at Jing Yan timidly, but he did not feel much regret.

Although he had not been with the new president for long, he had long regarded him as the only boss in his life. Naturally, his health was his top priority.

Chen Zhao could guarantee that if he did not tell He Miao about this today, his boss would not eat these tonics properly. Instead, he would leave everything for He Miao.

As expected, Jing Yan glared at Chen Zhao coldly at He Miao's question, then started to chase him away impatiently. "You can go home and rest. You're not needed here."