The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 125: As you like (2)

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After speaking, the cold steward wants to go in as soon as he shakes his sleeve.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the oblique stab. A girl who was not five or six years old with two small pigtails hugged the cold steward's thigh and cried: "Cold steward, please, please Give me some medicine, my mother is going to be sick ... wow ... I beg you ... "

The little girl's words seemed to resonate, and cries continued to sound.

Crying one after another, one is miserable.

However, the cold steward's face is still as cold as his last name. He pulled the little girl and threw her aside like a rag. He still patted the trouser tube dirtyly, his voice was cold Humming: "Want to ask for a medicine? Unless you take out the treasure that our master wants, and want our master to give me medicine and donate medicine? Go daydreaming!"

After speaking, he left his sleeve arrogantly.

Su Luomei wrinkled slightly. Every master has every kind of slave. This cold steward's words and deeds are so high-minded, so the cold medicine master must be very difficult to get involved.

However, if you are a senior pharmacist, have you ever been taller than the legendary Zihuo? The "Anonymous Dan Fang" written by his old man's life time is in his own hands, as well as the famous purple gunpowder, do you have a cold medicine?

Su Luo raised an eyebrow to signal to the left pharmacist.

A bitter smile flashed from the left pharmacist's eyes.

The ranks of the refining pharmacists are severe. His intermediate refining pharmacist can tremble in front of others, but he can only lower his eyebrows in front of the senior pharmacist.

Everyone knows that the cold steward grew up with the cold pharmacist from an early age. The two met with each other. The cold pharmacist devoted himself to studying medicine. All the trivial matters were handled by the cold management. Therefore, there was never only cold. The steward is arrogant in front of others, but no one dares to be arrogant in front of him.

Even if someone on his left meets the cold steward, it's not straight.

Zuo Yaoshi smiled and called the cold steward who was going in.

The cold steward turned back to see Zuo Yaoshi, frowning slightly, and his expression was not very respectful: "Zuo Yaoshi, why are you here again? My host doesn't have time to point you to those messy doubts."

After speaking, the cold steward entered the door without stopping and motioned for the follower to close the door.

Su Luo sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Is the senior pharmacist so amazing? A housekeeper in his family can drink five or six for an intermediate pharmacist? How dare you close the door in front of him without taking the other's eyes at all?

Looking at Zuo Yaoshi again, I saw that he was caressing a few goatees, and his face was not sad or joyous. It seemed that he had anticipated the scene in front of him, and he did not reject the attitude of cold affairs.

It seems to be a habit for such a scene.

Yang Wang is so good.

No wonder, even Steward Xu didn't invite Cold Medicine Master.

Su Luo smiled coldly, holding the door knocker that was about to close, with a hint of coldness in his firm voice: "Slow!"

Someone is brave enough to stop it? The cold steward thought it was incredible. He revealed a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek face, a pair of shrewd and arrogant eyes staring at Su Luo coldly, raising his jaw proudly, and squinting at Su Luo: "Where did the yellow hair girl come from? Impatiently Already? "

Good vulgar butler!

But even if he is still unreasonable, there are still countless people kneeling and begging him to accept the gifts they have bought. Facts once again proved to Su Luo how respectable the profession of refining pharmacists on the mainland is.