chapter 125 Mars

Through the bamboo forest, there was a unique small courtyard. The courtyard was quiet, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. A small pond in the middle had several red and yellow carp swimming. The scene should be quiet and leisurely. But by the pond, it was a mess. There were some smashed bottles and jars on the ground, and Chinese and Western medicines were scattered all over the floor. In front of these medicines, there was a chair. A thin older man was wrapped in a piece of cloth on the chair. His...