Rebirth of the Forsaken Woman

Chapter 21
About half an hour later, Han Yuhen stopped the car, "Luo Ning, this is it!"

Luo Ning jumped off the bicycle, and in front of her was a villa with a strong European style, with a maroon roof and light warm-colored walls, with a strong European style.

The villas face south from the north, backed by mountains and facing water, surrounded by lush trees, and there is a large distance between each villa.

"Where is this?" Luo Ning looked at Han Yuhen.

"You'll find out later, come with me!" Han Yuhen put the bicycle aside, smiled and took Luo Ning's hand and walked towards the villa.

Luo Ning watched Han Yuhen hold her hand, frowned slightly, pulled her hand lightly, and pulled it out.

Han Yuhen also noticed something was wrong, his handsome face turned red, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Yes... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it."

Luo Ning smiled faintly, shook her head, "Let's go!" She was just not used to being touched by men other than her master.

"Okay!" Seeing that Luo Ning was not angry, Han Yuhen felt relieved.

As soon as the two of them entered the villa, an old man in his 60s and [-]s walked up to him, smiled at Han Yuhen and said, "The young master is back!"

"Uncle Zhao, where is my grandfather?" Han Yuhen asked with a smile.

"Master is in the study, wait a minute, I'll tell the master." Uncle Zhao walked in the direction of the study after finishing speaking.

Han Yuhen nodded, turned his head, and found that Luo Ning was squatting next to a pot of plants, looking at it carefully.

From the moment Luo Ning walked into this villa, she knew why Han Yuhen brought her here.Leaving aside the ordinary herbs grown in the yard, there are dozens of precious herbs placed in this hall alone.

Among them, this pot of washing soul flowers is the most precious.It is the main medicinal herb for refining Xisui Pill. It belongs to the fourth-grade spiritual grass. It naturally likes shade and coolness, and has very strict requirements on temperature.

Han Yuhen walked to Luo Ning's side, looked at the pot of plants with seven-colored leaves and said, "This is planted by my grandfather. It seems to be called Soul Cleansing Flower or something. It's such a weird name." Although he was born in medicine He is from an aristocratic family, but he is not very good at Chinese medicine.

"The flower of washing the soul has the effect of calming the nerves, and it is very effective in the treatment of some irritated and frightened patients." Luo Ning said.

"Unexpectedly, at such a young age, you are so familiar with the efficacy of medicinal herbs." An old and majestic voice sounded.

Luo Ning looked up, and saw an old man wearing a black tunic came out from the inside. He was tall and burly, with silver-white hair, red face, and piercing eyes.

"Grandpa!" Han Yuhen saluted the old man in a reasonable manner.

Han Zhengshan nodded slightly, and turned his gaze to Luo Ning who was standing beside Han Yuhen, "Yuhen, who is this little friend?"

Han Yuhen smiled at Han Zhengshan and said, "Grandpa, this is my classmate Luo Ning. She wants to buy silver needles and traditional Chinese medicine. I was worried that the traditional Chinese medicine outside was defective, so I brought her here."

"Luo Ning, this is my grandfather, Han Zhengshan, who is known as the 'miracle doctor'."

Luo Ning bowed to Han Zhengshan and saluted, "Hello, old man! I took the liberty to come here this time, sorry for the inconvenience!"

Han Yuhen waited for Han Zhengshan to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him courteously, "Grandpa, please drink tea!"

Han Zhengshan took the tea, glared at Han Yuhen, and smiled faintly at Luo Ning, "Little friend Luo, sit whatever you want, don't be reserved, just call me Grandpa Han!"

"Yes! Grandpa Han, then you can call me by my name." Luo Ning nodded with a smile, and sat down opposite Han Zhengshan generously.

(End of this chapter)