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Ma Bozhuo frowned, and at the same time as he said such strange words, his eyes had already turned to the unlucky guy next to him.

What can the unfortunate guy say about the boss's behavior?

He knew that he was now in a state where he could not speak at all, and what he said rashly would most likely arouse the boss's disgust rather than forgiveness, so he shut his mouth firmly and did not answer the question at all to communicate with Ma Bozhuo.

This made Ma Bozhuo feel even more irritated. His one-man show made him look like a psychopath with brain problems, rather than a boss who held the power of life and death for so many people in the bodyguard team.

But fortunately, Ma Bozhuo didn't force him to answer. After all, the people under his command were not so easy to pull out and call him. Ma Bozhuo still cherished having such a person.

The old man didn't let him wait for long, and appeared on the scene when Mabozhuo looked at the unlucky guy impatiently.

"You can't even protect yourself, but you still have time to ask me to come have tea?"

As soon as the old man showed up, he took the teapot from Mabozhuo very familiarly, found a clean cup and poured himself a cup of tea, then walked to the side and sat down with satisfaction.

The main point is to drink tea, but it seems that I have been waiting for him for a long time, and now I am obviously a little anxious. I start to pour a cup into my mouth like a cow chewing peonies, and my posture is a bit clinging and elegant.

After hearing what the old man said, Ma Bozhuo slammed the teacup in his hand onto the table in front of him.

With a bang, the small cup cracked, and only the mark that caused serious damage to the table could be seen, showing just how strong the resentment in Ma Bozhuo's heart was at that time.

"What's going on, what do you mean?!"

Ma Bozhuo didn't think there was anything to hide about this kind of thing. Since a master with superb medical skills said that he had a problem, he wanted to hear what the problem was.

For Ma Bozhuo, he still understands that long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. He knows nothing and keeps suppressing news that is harmful to his health. That is a way to die.

In particular, Ma Bozhuo's sleep quality last night was not very good. Even in his sleep, he seemed to be able to feel a dull tingling sensation somewhere inside his body.

When the old man detoxified people like the Ma family, in Ma Bozhuo's mind, he had changed from a kind-faced middle-aged man to an expert with good medical skills.

Perhaps Ma Bozhuo was born with a suspicious temper, and even if he had some subconscious reservations about a miracle doctor like the old man who could guarantee his personal safety, this did not affect Ma Bozhuo's trust in the old man.

It's not easy to talk about this kind of thing. If you can't find the lesion, it's like exposing your weakness to the outside world.

"It looks like you didn't sleep well last night."

Following the old man's words, Mabozhuo's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he scanned the bodyguards around him as if he was poisoned.

His meaning was very clear. Whoever leaked the news would come forward on his own. If he found out, he could go to the back garden to get together with the two or five people down there last night.

"Don't be nervous, you can tell by the look on your face, it's not what others said."

The old man doesn't care at all about the bodyguards who work for scum like the Ma family, but that's his personal opinion, and it doesn't affect his desire to not let these people die because of him, even if he doesn't believe in cause and effect and doesn't want these people to die. What does it have to do with myself?

"Then what can you tell?"

As soon as he heard the old man's words, Ma Bozhuo's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart contained expectations, but he tried his best to suppress this feeling on his face, and asked tentatively without showing any expression.

"It took a long time to be poisoned. Fortunately, the amount was small, otherwise I would be here to help you collect the body today."

The old man put down his tea cup, raised his eyes and glanced at Ma Bozhuo, who was restless, and was shocked as soon as he opened his mouth.