Chapter 577, a man who doesn't beat a woman is a good man!

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that the other medicinal herbs that Qin Luo needed were sent by the disciples of the Bodhisattva Sect.

The person who delivered the medicine was Mu Xiang, a beautiful woman who made great achievements in the two factions of the fighting medical competition and made great contributions with Qin Luo's entry into the southern and northern wars of South Korea.

Although she maintained her beautiful demeanor and neat clothes, her face was full of exhaustion. The Bodhisattva Gate is far away in a remote area, and the geographical location is far away from the Zhengqi Gate. After receiving Qin Luo's news, they had already rushed over as fast as they could.

"Thank you." Qin Luo took the ginseng-like earthy yellow object and said with a grateful face. This thing is called stone ginseng, which is a kind of medicinal material naturally condensed by stone rǔ, which is rare in the world. Even with the huge financial resources of the Wenren family, it may not be able to buy it in the shortest possible time.

One of the Qin family is an ancestral heirloom, but now it has been robbed by the kidnappers and disappeared. When Qin Luo forced a confession, he didn't expect to ask them about the whereabouts of the stone ginseng. Fortunately, there is also one in the Bodhisattva Gate, which solves Qin Luo's urgent need.

"You're welcome. If you want to be grateful, thank our master. Mu Xiang said with a smile.

"When I'm done, I'll go visit Suzi." Qin Luo nodded and said. "You go downstairs and rest for a while. I'm going to boil the medicine. ”

"Go get busy. Leave me alone. Mu Xiang said understandingly.

Qin Luo personally ran to the kitchen with a bunch of medicinal herbs, leaving only Shui Bo to fight beside him, and all the other servants were scattered by him.

His life was at stake, and he didn't want anything to go wrong.

Besides, before the truth was known, he didn't believe anyone in the Wenren family.

Who can guarantee that the Gu in Muyue has nothing to do with the people within the Wenren family?

"Qin Luo, what am I going to do?" Shui Bo asked out loud. Although he is the housekeeper of the Wenren family, he is also a senior management talent, and he has been 'ten fingers do not touch the yang chūn water' for many years.

"You help me light the fire," Qin Luo said.

"That's fine. Natural gas or electricity? Shui Bo asked.

"Not at all. Firewood boiling medicine is the most effective. Qin Luo said. Can you find a stove? ”

"Yes. The soup that the old man drank every day was boiled out of the fire. Shui Bo said. He walked to the corner of the wall and lifted a kettle, and then brought a small stove to Qin Luo. "It's coal that's burning. Just pick up the briquettes and throw the dry wood in. ”

"Good. You control the stove. Qin Luo said. If I want to be fierce, you will fan the wind. I want a small fire, and you will be angry. ”

"No problem. I'm familiar with this. I haven't done it in years—but I've done it for years. Shui Bo agreed.

"Let's get started." Qin Luo said. He asked Shui Bo to raise the fire, and he ran to the side to dispense medicine.

Giggle –

A hurried sound of high heels came, and Wen Ren Yage ran to the kitchen angrily and asked, "What's the matter?" What the hell is going on? Are you all done? How long will it take to toss in this home? ”

Qin Luo's brows furrowed and he asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What to do? What do you say? I asked the kitchen to make me a bowl of bird's nest soup, which has not been delivered until now. Don't you know that I have to drink a bowl of soup every night before I go to bed? Wenren Yage said with an embarrassed face.

Shui Bo saw Wenren singing a big song, and quickly stood up to explain, and said, "Miss, that's the case. We were about to boil medicine for Miss Muyue, so we kicked out all the servants in the kitchen first. We'll finish frying the medicine in a while, and I'll have someone bring you bird's nest soup right away. Is that good? ”

"When you're done frying the medicine? When will that be? I said that it is your business to please Wenren Muyue, but you must always leave a way for others to live, right? Just because she was sick, and then we didn't have to eat porridge or drink? I don't care, you quickly call the servant to me, I want to drink soup and sleep. ”

"Impossible." Qin Luo was cutting the stone ginseng with a knife, and said without looking back.

"The surname is Qin, who do you think you are? It's sniffers, not your kennel — I say let them in, and they'll have to come in. ”

"I said no." Qin Luo still said coldly.

"Who cares about you." Wen Ren Song said. "You two come in and make me bird's nest soup, I want to see who dares to kick you out."

A few of the servants outside who worked in the kitchen were nervous, not knowing whether to come in or stand at the door and continue to watch.

Qin Luo put down the stone, walked up to Wenren Yage with a kitchen knife, looked at her with a sneer, and said, "You're afraid that I will cure Mu Yue, right?" ”

"You-I don't care if you can cure her. I just want to drink bird's nest soup. Wen Ren Yage said angrily.

"You ordered this poison, right?"

Wenren Yage's face turned green, and he roared angrily: "The surname is Qin, don't spew blood." Believe it or not, I'm suing you for slander? ”

"Did I guess it? Otherwise, why did you deliberately come to the ballast when I was treating Mu Yue? Even if Muyue is gone, she won't be in that position, right? Even if it's your turn - you can't do it, right? ”

"You-you-the surname Qin, whatever you say, it has nothing to do with me anyway-"

"Have you ever seen me hit a woman?" Qin Luo asked.

"What do you want to do?" Wenren Yage glanced at the kitchen knife in Qin Luo's hand and asked.

"If you don't want to be beaten, don't bother me anymore." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"I'd like to see if you dare—"

Syllable!

Before he finished hearing Yage's words, he received a hot slap in the face.

"I really dare." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Bang!

Qin Luo closed the kitchen door and locked the Wenren Yage who was covering his face and was stunned at the door.

"Qin Luo, this-how can you beat Miss Yage?" Shui Bo said impatiently. "Anyway, she's also the granddaughter of the master--besides, she's still a girl, this is a slap, how can she be in the future-"

"Shuibo, there are some women, you can't treat her as a woman." Qin Luo looked at Shui Bo and said. "Sometimes, it's the fists that solve the problem faster. We don't have time to delay. ”

"But, stay a minute—"

"Don't worry about that. Decoction of the medicine first. I don't care about anyone else in this family except Muyue. ”

“————”

"Qin Luo, the old lady and you will not be separated."

After a long time, there was a woman's mournful cry and sad cry at the door.

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders indifferently, holding a wet rag in one hand and carrying the medicine jar, and the other hand kept dialing the medicinal materials in the jar with chopsticks.

The potions he prepared were either hundred-year-old grass roots or thousand-year-old stones, and it was difficult to cook them thoroughly and boil out the medicinal juice he needed. This shortens the time it takes to boil the medicine.

"Fierce fire – bigger is better." Qin Luo said.

Shui Bo answered, and then took a fan and fanned the wind desperately towards the furnace hole. The whirring flames rushed straight up, roasting Qin Luo's face red.

"Small fire." Qin Luo said.

Shui Bo hurriedly plugged the furnace hole with a plug to prevent the fire from coming into contact with the outside air. As a result, the flame that was still strong just now suddenly fell down.

"Fire—"

Shui Bo repeated the previous steps again, and the two men were busy in the kitchen.

When Wenren Yage ran back with his red and swollen face, he happened to run into his cousin Wenren.

"Song of Solomon, what's wrong with you?" Wen Renyi looked at Wen Ren Yage's tear-stained face and asked out loud.

"Brother, he beat me." Wen Ren said with a cry.

"Who hit you?" Wen Renyi was shocked. "Who would dare to hit you?"

"Qin Luo. That bastard hit me. Wen Ren Yage said infinitely aggrieved. He's a hooligan perverted scumbag - brother, give me your gun, I'm going to shoot him. ”

"What? You want to use a gun? You can't mess around. Wen Renyun hurriedly stopped. Besides, my gun is in the room. I didn't have it with me either. ”

"Nope. He's going to die. Must die. Wen Ren said angrily. I've never been hit – let alone in the face – he's slapped me in the face. How am I going to go out and meet people in the future? - I'm going to kill him. ”

"Song of Solomon, you can't be impulsive. If you tell your grandfather about this, he will definitely help you get justice. ”

"Grandpa? He is the grandfather of Wenren Muyue. He won't help me speak, he'll only help an outsider to teach me—" Wen Ren Song obviously did not listen to Wen Ren's advice.

"But you can't shoot either—" Before he could finish his words, the cell phone in his pocket rang. "You wait first. I'll answer the phone. ”

After speaking, he took his mobile phone and walked into the yard to answer the phone.

Wen Ren Song watched his background leave, and ran quickly upstairs.

As time passed, the herbs in the jar finally boiled into a sticky paste. It's like melting ice cream, and there are long filaments when you pick it with chopsticks.

Shui Bo sat limply on the ground, gasping for air.

Usually, he also likes to exercise with the old man Wen Renting, but after Qin Luo's toss, he is really exhausted.

Qin Luo was very satisfied with the fruits of their labor, and quickly stirred it in a jar with chopsticks, so that it was convenient to stay for a while and it could be poured into Wenren Muyue's mouth more conveniently.

"Uncle Shui, thank you for your hard work." Qin Luo said apologetically. "I didn't expect it to take more than two hours to boil this medicine. It's really tiring for you. ”

"It's okay." Shui Bo waved his hand weakly. "Let's go and feed it to Miss Muyue. She's fine—just fine. ”

Qin Luo nodded and poured the medicinal juice into an empty bowl.

He opened the kitchen door with the potion, and a woman's cold and resentful face appeared in front of him.

"Die." Wen Ren Yage pulled the trigger of the pistol, aimed it at Qin Luo's chest and shrugged it over.