Sweet Revenge

Chapter 635 The Polson King of Herbs

In the backyard, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the sun was shining brightly.

The old man was lying back on the bamboo wood and rattan chair, shaking leisurely and holding a small and exquisite purple clay pot in his hand, he leaned close to the mouth of the pot from time to time, and took a sip, feeling very comfortable.

He was wearing a pure white old man’s sweater, with straw woven slippers on his feet, but only one foot was well worn, and the other foot was barely sandwiched between two toes, hanging there, crossing his legs, dangling. As if it would fall down at any moment.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary old man was Mr. Drake whom so many people wanted to meet but couldn’t meet.

He squinted his eyes, enjoying it very much, and raised his eyelids from time to time to glance to the right.

It seemed careless, but it looked like he was always on tenterhooks.

On his right side was a large herb field, which was planted with his “heart and sweetheart”. Except for himself and a full-time gardener, no one was allowed to step in.

At this moment, a woman in a cotton and linen gown and trousers was walking among them.

She didn’t seem to be very interested in the rare and exotic plants inside, she frowned as if she was looking for something, bent slightly, turned her head, and looked very carefully.

She didn’t don’t know if she had found what she was looking for, so she stretched out her hand towards a plant with long green leaves and small pale yellow stamens, before her fingers touched it, she heard the old man exclaim.

“Oh, my heart~”

Standing up suddenly, he didn’t care about losing one of his slippers, and grabbed a slipper, jumping towards her.

“Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it!” He said to the woman.

Hearing this voice, Silvia stopped and turned to look at him.

“Can’t I touch it?” She asked.

“You can’t touch it! You can’t touch it!” He said and waved his hands again and again, with a heartbroken look on his face.

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Silvia didn’t intend to touch it at first, and watched the old man almost rushing towards her in a leisurely manner, standing in front of her panting, he first carefully looked at the herb in her head, and made sure it was not manhandled then he looked at Silvia again, her fingers were clean, and he was relieved.

“Sir, you will grow stronger and stronger!” Silvia said half-jokingly.

will be broken sooner or later! Mr. Drake

tapped himself on the shoulder, bent down, and became exhausted again.

old

walking a few steps, he didn’t forget to turn his head

come back to hide from the sun and

with his finger, and it swayed in the

old man insisted on calling her back, then ordered someone to change

on the small bamboo chair, Silvia held the cup in both hands, pursed her lips, and

old man shook his

stingy, don’t you know

“Thunderwig!” Silvia said disapprovingly.

as he said this, slapped his thigh, he knew it was impossible for his

filming, he thought about

why don’t you dare to touch it.

buds of Tripterygium wisteria are highly poisonous,” Interrupting him,

touch it? you…” Blinking,

did it on purpose!” He

wisteria. It is not so poisonous. Maybe it has been cultivated and improved?” Silvia said, looking at the

green shoots were somewhat shaped like tea leaves, but who would have thought that this

God’s Vine

of Tripterygium wilfordii, some people may not be clear

tasted all kinds of herbs, he finally tasted this tripterygium vine,

the legend was a legend, Tripterygium wisteria was indeed highly poisonous. If you ate its shoots, leaves, and stems by mistake, you

was not an exaggeration to say that it was the king of

He thought this idea was very fresh, and

you tried it?”

replied. Shaking her head, she still maintained

know if there is such

denied. After all, there were no absolutes in the world, but judging from the experience of this old man who had been in this business for so

twirling his beard, completely forgetting that the last time Silvia brought Asher over, his small goatees

bare, but he still couldn’t change his habit

thought that the research institute was so powerful that