Chapter 243 The Marshal Is Sick, Just Give Him a Beating 39

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After that, the Marshal's Mansion was very peaceful for a while.

Until that day, Huo Jun suddenly came to Zhao.

The old doctor is also there.

There were abnormal bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his whole person looked abnormally fierce.

Huo Jun seemed to be holding back something, and said to the two of them, "Hurry up."

He left in a hurry with the two of them.

It was still the abandoned courtyard.

When the old doctor saw the secret mechanism, he stroked his beard and said slowly, "You big men just know how to play..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Jun grabbed his collar and quickly went down.

The old doctor: "..."

When he got to the bottom, he was let go, covered his throat and coughed for a long time: "I said, even if you are handsome, you have to respect me, an elderly man!"

Huo Jun ignored him.

He skillfully picked up a rope that he had prepared long ago, and tied himself tightly. After tying it up, he was about to enter the cage.

Ah Zhao stopped him.

Huo Jun's eyes were even redder now, and he said in a rough voice, "Go away."

A Zhao said: "Did you forget last time? You don't need to go in, I really can't control it, I will knock you out."

Huo Jun: "..."

He paused and took a step back: "Tie me to the chair."

Ah Zhao nodded.

The old doctor stood aside, watching with interest that Marshal Huo was tied to the chair.

Ah Zhao backed away, and asked him worriedly: "Mr., are you sure about the general's symptoms?"

Probably older people are always so calm, no matter the old doctor's actions or words, Ah Zhao can't wait to fast forward him.

He said slowly: "Don't worry, he hasn't fully attacked yet..."

"Bang Dang".

Before the old doctor finished speaking, Huo Jun fell to the ground with his chair, making a loud noise.

The forehead of the man on the ground was covered with sweat, and his neat clothes were stained with dust on the ground, making him look embarrassed.

The relaxed expression on the old doctor's face has disappeared, and he walked forward with a serious face.

Ah Zhao couldn't help but said, "Be careful."

The old doctor ignored him, and slowly approached the person on the ground who was panting heavily and trying to break free from the rope.

"I have to give the commander a pulse." The boss said.

Ah Zhao: "..."

Fortunately I followed. she thought.

She stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the man's struggling hand, and helped the chair up.

She held down the man's hand and said to the old doctor, "Old man, please feel the pulse."

The old doctor gave Zhao a rare look, and asked strangely: "Could it be that the commander-in-chief's appearance is just scary, but in fact, when he got sick, his whole body was—"

The old doctor's words disappeared at the moment when Huo Jun broke the rope on his arm.

He stared at the rope as thick as a thumb.

Then he looked at Ah Zhao who was pressing Huo Jun firmly on the chair with a relaxed expression.

After a long time, the old doctor took the pulse and had a solid foundation in his heart, and then he sighed to Ah Zhao: "It's an old man with poor eyesight. Sure enough, the position of Marshal's wife is not something that ordinary people can do."

He cupped his hands at A Zhao, and exclaimed in a tone: "Madam's supernatural power, I admire you."

Ah Zhao: "..."

She smiled reservedly, and took the old doctor's words as a compliment: "The old gentleman is too proud, I am just a little bit stronger than others."

The old man twitched the corner of his mouth, refusing to think about this "a trace."