My favorite big treasure

Steward Qiu and Qiu Shuren watched helplessly as those troublemakers were sent away in despair by several cars without even splashing.

"This person... can't be suppressed." Qiu Shuren is still feeling nervous.

This young master Xu's eyes are inexplicably scary, even if he is smiling, as long as he keeps staring at you, he will release a creepy aura invisibly, making people feel restless involuntarily.

"Didn't the people at the bottom of the mountain say they were looking up his specific information? It's been a few days, have you found anything?" Qiu Butler has been hunting eagles in his life, and this is the first time his eyes have been pecked at. Unexpectedly, the owl...is a golden eagle, the number one bird of prey that even wolves dare to prey on.

"Let me go and remind you. Uncle and the others probably didn't expect him to be so difficult."

"Didn't you see it until now? It's not that he's difficult, it's the young master." Steward Qiu sighed, "I'm afraid we have been deceived by the young master for more than twenty years!"

No matter how fierce Xu Weiran is, he is still a foreigner.If Han Que hadn't supported him, how dare he be so bold?Seeing that Han Que has easily solved many problems with Xu Weiran's hands in the past two days, Steward Qiu couldn't help but think of the teenager who stood in front of his parents' coffin with a calm face like water boy come.

At that time, he looked so simple and simple, he didn't know anything except studying medical skills, and the eyes of a teenage boy were as clean as a child's.

Butler Qiu's shoulders trembled. He seemed to see a ghost face with green face and fangs suddenly appearing behind the clear and ethereal young man in his memory. laugh.

Han Que is in his personal research room, improving the prescriptions. On the large table in front of him, there are hundreds of small dishes, which are filled with various medicinal materials.

The door was knocked lightly twice, and someone sneaked in silently, "Master, madam has laid off the staff."

"Hmm!" Han Que's hand didn't stop, "Is there no trouble?"

"Yes!" The man said again: "Madam had two of them beaten, and the rest dared not make a sound, but it shouldn't be so easy to solve, I will let people watch."

Han Que nodded, indicating that he understood.

"The Qiu family is investigating Madam's affairs recently. However, with that young master from the Fu family intervening, they shouldn't find much."

"Has Hanya returned to Qiu's house?" He thought of that woman, who had stayed on the mountain for more than six years, and she didn't know what would happen when she went back this time.

"Going back. Qiu San still doesn't seem to want to see their mother and daughter. On the night of going back, she had a big fight with the other two rooms and cried all night."

"I guess I'll be back soon, just keep an eye on it." Han Que dropped a drop of the medicine into the medicine bowl in front of him, watching them merge little by little, making a 'Zi Zi' decomposition sound.

If everything in this world is like this 'prescribe the right medicine', how much trouble and disputes should be saved.

However, it doesn't matter, he likes to cultivate the lesions first, and wait until it gets out of hand, and then suddenly prescribe drugs, watching them struggle in pain and despair.