[DROPPED] The Vicious Male Cannon Fodder Does Not Compete [Rebirth] (Edited MTL)

Chapter 30: Holding Hands

"Senior, you can't train again tomorrow. You have to give your fingers time to recover." Yan Hao checked Sheng Heng's palm again and saw that the redness and swelling at his knuckles had mostly subsided before he let go of his hand.

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

"Huh?" Yan Hao froze for a moment, not reacting.

"It's nothing." Sheng Heng returned 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 massage by his junior brother just now, his boss was infatuated the whole time. It's too shameful.

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

"Yes."

"Tomorrow night, you have to soak in the medicine again, just like what you just did. I bought an extra packet at the medicine store just now..." Yan Hao said, turning around to get the herb packet, but it turned out to be empty. The extra packet of herbs had been used up by Cheng Wenkang.

Cheng Wenkang: "......"

When I took the herb bag just now, I obviously greeted you, but you forgot about me so quickly. How forgetful are you?

"I'll send you the recipe for the herb pack by email later. Senior will go to the pharmacy tomorrow and buy some more for backup." Yan Hao said.

"You're going to give me the recipe for the herb pack?" Because of his surprise, Sheng Heng's voice couldn't help but rise a bit higher.

"If I don't give it to you, how will you buy the herbs?"

The youngest student really can never get the point. Stunned for a moment, Sheng Heng suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" His intuition told Yan Hao that Sheng Heng was laughing at him.

"No, I'm just a little happy. My finger will be saved from now on." Sheng Heng stopped laughing, but his eyes were full of soft light.

"This medicine can only provide relief and cannot cure it completely, unless you stop using your fingers intensively." Yan Hao cautiously reminded.

"Yes, I know." Sheng Heng said after a pause, "Was the formula of this herb pack just another math problem for you to solve?"

When Yan Hao gave him the data model of the advanced sedative last time, he said that for him, this data model was just a math problem that he had solved.

"Yes."

Sure enough.

Sheng Heng couldn't help but raise his hand and rub Yan Hao's already messy hair, laughing, "Has anyone ever said that you really have no business sense?"

"Senior, you haven't washed your hands yet." Yan Hao broke away from Sheng Heng's torment with some resistance, "I don't have any business sense. In fact, except for math, I'm not very good at anything else."

"It doesn't matter. I have good business sense. I will help you." Sheng Heng laughed lowly.

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

"This herb pack 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 herb pack. I hope you can publish it on the Starnetet for free."