Vicious Male Counterpart Isn't Competing Anymore

Chapter 30 Holding hands

"Senior, you can no longer train tomorrow, you must give your fingers time to recover." Yan Hao checked Sheng Heng's palm again, and saw that most of the redness and swelling on his knuckles had disappeared before letting go hands.

　　The kneading sensation suddenly disappeared, and Sheng Heng was a little uncomfortable: "Don't you press it?"

　　"Ah?" Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, but didn't react.

　　"It's nothing." Sheng Heng came back to his senses in time and shook his head calmly.

　　Cheng Wenkang, who was watching the whole process, almost lost his eyesight. It is estimated that during the ten minutes of the elementary school boy's massage just now, his boss was a moron the whole time, which is too embarrassing.

　　"Then don't train tomorrow." Yan Hao emphasized again.

　　"Yeah."

　　"Tomorrow night you have to soak the potion again, just like you did just now, I just bought an extra pack at the potion store..." Yan Hao turned to get the herb pack, but it was empty , then suddenly remembered that the extra pack of herbs was used up by Cheng Wenkang just now.

　　"..." Cheng Wenkang.

　　I obviously greeted you when I took the herb bag just now, but you forgot me so quickly, how forgetful are you?

　　"I'll send you the formula of the herb pack by email later, senior will go to the pharmacy store tomorrow to buy some spares." Yan Hao said.

　　"You want to give me the formula of the herb pack?" Sheng Heng's voice couldn't help but get a little louder because of surprise.

　　"If I don't give it to you, how do you go to buy herbs?"

　　The elementary school boy really never gets the point, he was stunned for a moment, and Sheng Heng suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

　　"Senior, what are you laughing at? Did I say the wrong thing?" Intuition told Yan Hao that Sheng Heng was laughing at himself.

　　"No, I'm just a little happy, and my fingers will be saved in the future." Sheng Heng stopped laughing, but his eyes were full of soft light.

　　"This potion can only relieve the pain, and it cannot be cured completely, unless you stop using your fingers intensively." Yan Hao reminded rigorously. 　　"Well, I know." Sheng Heng paused and said again, "For you, the formula

　　of this herb bag is just another math problem solved?"

When I gave it to him, I said that for him, this data model is just a math problem for him to solve.

　　"Yes."

　　Sure enough.

　　Sheng Heng couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed Yan Hao's messy hair, and said with a smile, "Has anyone ever said that you really have no business sense?" "

　　Senior, you haven't washed your hands yet." Yan Hao broke free with some resistance. Sheng Heng said, "I don't have a business sense. In fact, except for mathematics, my mind is not very good in other aspects." "It doesn't matter. I have a good

　　business sense. I will help you."

　　"Boss, are you planning to sell the formula of this herb bag?" Cheng Wenkang immediately reacted.

　　"This herbal bag can indeed be sold, and there will definitely be people rushing to buy it, but..." Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao and said seriously, "Xiao Hao, I don't recommend you sell this herbal bag. I hope you can publish it on the Star Network for free."