The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 129 – To adapt to one’s taste (6)

“Truly hateful!” Apothecary Leng cursed loudly.

Steward Leng’s heart was overjoyed, however, before his smile could reach his eyes, he was thrown to the ground by Apothecary Leng, who then harshly scolded. “It must be you, you repulsive servant, who arrogantly and rudely slighted her! Humph! If that Miss disappears, see how I will fix you!”

Even though he had finished speaking, Apothecary Leng’s fury had not subsided, thus he kicked Steward Leng’s face with his foot. He immediately rushed out in his dirty and stained work clothes.

Steward Leng held his head that was dizzy and confused from being kicked. He was so depressed that he was about to go insane.

Up to now, he still wasn’t clear why such a small piece of paper would have such great charm. It actually made his master immediately run out, abandoning the medicinal pill which he had been working on for seventy-nine days, without a thought.

Since Steward Leng was able to keep his position for many years, he could not be a complete idiot. He crawled up and staggered along, chasing after Apothecary Leng’s silhouette to the manor’s gate.

Apothecary Leng dashed to the doorway, and saw a sea of people dressed in black in front of the gate. However, he didn’t know who among them was the miss that had written the Primeval Pill Recipe.

As for the dense mass of people in front of the gate who hadn’t ever met Apothecary Leng, they thus were unable to recognize that the dirty, unkempt old man in front of them was the one they had been crying and begging to meet.

Exactly at this time, Steward Leng also came out, taking large strides towards Su Luo. His expression had completely changed. He was no longer arrogant, rather, he now had a fawning manner.

He flatteringly smiled and stood in front of Su Luo, blocking her path. “This Miss, please wait. My master has personally come, look there....”

Su Luo serenely shot him a quick glance, and turned to the direction he was looking at.

“Rebirth of Flesh Pill Recipe...” Apothecary Leng’s face had an excited and moved expression as he opened his mouth to inquire.

Su Luo only smiled and handed him another piece of paper.

Su Luo had already divided the Rebirth of Flesh Pill Recipe into three parts, the first part had already been given to Apothecary Leng, now, she handed over the second part.

Su Luo calmly watched Apothecary Leng. She didn’t believe that this wouldn’t entice him.

Sure enough, as Su Luo had expected, Leng Yan, this person, was a pure medicine fanatic. He had characteristics similar to an artist. He didn’t care about his appearance, nor could he be bothered with trifles. His entire body and mind was engrossed in the occupation of refining medicine, because of this, he was willing to struggle for a lifetime. Everything else in his eyes were total ****.

“I want to invite Apothecary Leng to save a person, I don’t know if Apothecary Leng will come?” Su Lu faintly smiled when she saw Apothecary Leng burying his entire face in that piece of paper.

“What about the last part of the recipe....” Apothecary Leng had an excited expression that was hard to conceal.

“If you can cure the person, then naturally I will offer this recipe with both hands.” Su Luo smiled while watching him. “ However, if Apothecary Leng isn’t certain of your ability to cure him, then just pretend that I never said these words.”

Finished speaking, Su Luo turned and started to walk away.

“Fine! This old man will go with you to save the person!” Apothecary Leng was strung along by the two-thirds of that Primeval Pill Recipe until*********, his heart itched terribly. He was itching to get the complete recipe and to thoroughly study it for seven days and nights.

“Apothecary Leng is indeed a person who knows what’s what. Unlike some people, ha, ha.” Su Luo glared at Steward Leng with a smile that was not a smile.

Now, a distinct footprint could be seen on Steward Leng’s face, clearly indicating that he had been stepped on by someone.

Apothecary Leng coldly glared at Steward Leng: “Once I return, I’ll take care of you!” When he was done speaking, he took the initiative to climb up into the horse carriage. He incessantly urged Su Luo.“ Hurry, quickly get on. What are you waiting for?”

Obviously, Su Luo’s two-thirds of the Primeval Pill Recipe had succeeded in inciting his interest, to the point that he was pulling his ears and scratching his cheeks. He wished that he could promptly cure this sick person and get the complete pill recipe.

Nangong Liuyun, wait for me. I will definitely have someone cure you! Su Luo secretly clenched her hands into fists.

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