Almighty flower care master

"Mother-in-law, tell me the truth, what exactly do you want to treat Shi Yanyan?" Qin Yang ran to the backyard early in the morning, chasing the ghost woman and asked.

There is no way, this kind of thing is not in a hurry, but he has to be in a hurry, otherwise he can't explain it to others, well, in fact, he doesn't need to explain it to others, but the problem is that his own conscience can't bear it.

Think about it, Shi Yanyan looks so beautiful and has such a hot body, but he has never even tried what it is like to be a man, so it would be a pity to die like this.

As for whether it was a pity for himself or Shi Yanyan, Qin Yang didn't think too much about it, anyway, it's all you know.

The hag sits on a bamboo chair, holds a small wooden mallet in her hand, and lowers her head to tinker with the concoction. I don't know what is put in the stone mortar. The juice from the tinkering shows a strange yellow color, like a person having diarrhea. The feces at that time were like water, the smell was extremely offensive, and it was a bit smellier than feces. [

It's just that the hag didn't seem to notice it at all, her skinny little hands worked hard up and down, and she replied without raising her head, "It won't be cured no matter what."

Qin Yang thought for a while and said, "You have to give me a reason. Could it be that it's because she's prettier than you that you don't treat her?"

The hag was silent for a while, her face was so ugly that she was holding shit, and she said in a dull voice after a long while: "No."

"I think it's because you must be jealous that she looks better than you, that's why you refuse to treat her. You are too inferior!" Qin Yang said firmly.

The hag finally raised her head, looked into his eyes and said, "No matter how good-looking she is, she can be as good-looking as a goddess. How can she compare with me, an old woman? Let's talk."

Qin Yang smiled happily, it's fine, otherwise he really planned to disfigure Shi Yanyan.

"Why is that?" Qin Yang asked again.

"No reason, you don't ask me these chatting questions, don't delay my work." The hag said impatiently.

"Mother-in-law, your medical skills are so good, it's not a matter of minutes to save her. As long as you cure her, not only will I not bother you, but I will also change ways to cook delicious food for you every day. Hello, I'm good." Hello everyone, why not do it?" Qin Yang said persuasively.

As soon as he said this, Qin Yang almost wanted to applaud himself. He said it really well. In a short sentence, on the one hand, he praised the hag's medical skills, and on the other hand, he used food as a temptation.

A doctor with ideals, backbone and excellent medical skills, living in such a small place, naturally does not ask for money, but she asks for fame, otherwise why does the ghost do these chatty researches every day?The state will not give her a bonus.

When she asked for a name, Qin Yang praised her reputation, so it would be hard for the hag not to be tempted.

Later, I will use food to induce them. Food is like beauty, it is poison that penetrates the intestines. We are all ordinary people. Who can resist the temptation of drinking poison to quench thirst?

Qin Yang felt that he would definitely be unable to resist this temptation by eating like a ghost woman who was reincarnated from starvation.

The hag really couldn't resist, and the speed of her tinkering was obviously accelerated. She chattered and said with a smile: "Even if I don't treat her illness, you still have to give me good food. What's the difference between cure and death?"

Qin Yang hurriedly said: "If you cure her, your heart will also be satisfied. Don't you think it's boring to do this kind of boring research every day?"

"I don't think so at all." The hag said indifferently.

"Why don't you think so?" Qin Yang said bitterly, "Think about it, you have a whole body of medical skills, but you don't have room to use them. Isn't this a huge waste?"

"Waste is my own business, what does it have to do with you?" the hag said emotionally. [

"After that, you don't want to eat the food I cook." Qin Yang said angrily.

"Whatever you want." The hag said nonchalantly.

Qin Yang wanted to die, this old woman was too shrewd, she only wanted to take advantage of others but refused to give anything, it was really hateful.

Moreover, she clearly looked deceitful, but she was smarter than anyone else, and knew people's thoughts like the palm of her hand. She knew very well that even if she didn't treat Shi Yanyan's illness, Qin Yang would still have to humbly please her.

I really want to kill someone, if I have a kitchen knife in my hand, Qin Yang thought angrily.

"I can give you money." Qin Yang had to speak more bluntly.

"How much can you give me?" the hag's eyes lit up and she asked.

"One... 100 million." After hesitating, Qin Yang said.

"If you give me 100 billion, I'll cure her." The hag sneered.

Qin Yang jumped up and cursed: "You are crazy, how can I have so much money, well, even if I have it, what's the use of holding it?"

"If you can't afford the money, get the hell out, don't babble here, act like a bitch." The hag rolled her eyes arrogantly, seeing that the concoction was done, she got up and walked to the building under the yard. In a humble log cabin.

Soon, she caught a lamb and came over.

When the ghost woman was doing this kind of thing, she looked like a ghost and made no sound at all. She didn't care about the existence of an outsider like Qin Yang, and threw the little sheep to the ground forcefully, before the little sheep bleated in pain. , and stomped on the little sheep's mouth again.

Qin Yang was dumbfounded, even if he wanted to eat mutton for Chinese food, he couldn't be like this, it was too cruel.

The hag was indeed very cruel. She stepped on the sheep's mouth with one foot, and quickly stepped on the sheep with the other foot a few times. There were only a few crackling sounds, which were the sound of bones breaking.

It wasn't until all the bones in the sheep's body were trampled to pieces, seeing that the sheep would not survive, the hag floated away and returned to the wicker chair.

Qin Yang sighed, and said: "This is not the way to kill sheep. If you want to eat lamb, just tell me. I will do this little thing."

As he spoke, he was about to catch the sheep.

"Don't move." He stretched out his hand and heard the hag say loudly.

"Ah..." Qin Yang was taken aback for a moment, when he saw a splash of yellow water coming towards him, and the stench hit his face, Qin Yang hurriedly dodged to the side.

That splash of yellow water was all poured on the sheep, drenching the sheep thoroughly. It looked like it had just been fished out of a big cesspit. It was so disgusting.

"Mother-in-law, even if you don't want to eat mutton, don't waste ingredients." Qin Yang said dissatisfied, it was too violent. [

"This sheep is not for eating, don't talk nonsense." The hag replied coldly, and suddenly stretched out her skinny little feet and stomped on the ground.

With a stomp, the ground shook. Qin Yang was amazed to see it, it really was an old monster.

But what is even more jaw-dropping is still behind, as the hag stomped her feet, the ground shook, and the dying little sheep on the ground suddenly struggled and got up from the ground, trembling all over, throwing off its body With a bleating sound from his mouth, he happily ran towards the cabin.

Qin Yang was about to stare, and said in a low voice, "Mother-in-law, you are... this is..."

"Rare is more strange." The hag said proudly.

Well, Qin Yang admits that it is more rare than strange. After all, this is not a medical skill, it is a miracle at all.

"Is that sheep all right?" Qin Yang asked after him.

"Hmm." The hag nodded.

"Are you all right?" Qin Yang asked again.

The ghost woman replied lazily, and continued to mess with her own affairs. Qin Yang rushed over, grabbed the ghost woman's arm and said, "Grandma, you are really amazing, I adore you."

"It should be." The hag said noncommittally.

"How do you make this recipe, you can give it to me." Qin Yang said with a happy face.

With one party in hand, I have the world. In the future, if you get injured from a bruise, concussion in a car accident or something, you can do it casually, and you will be able to make a living, and the money will be soft.

"Get out!" The hag frowned, with a look of indifference to fame and fortune, as if she refused to agree with the snob.

Under such circumstances, how could Qin Yang get out? Not only did he not get out, but he became more affectionate, wishing he could call the hag a mother.

You must know that he still had doubts about the hag's medical skills at first, thinking that she had cured Shi Yanyan by law, so he let her go, but the hag can even heal a dying lamb with broken bones, so how can Shi Yan be cured? Yan, isn't it easy to grab?

It doesn't matter, even if you don't want this face, you want her to treat Shi Yanyan's illness. What principles and self-esteem are all bullshit.

"Grandma, you must cure Shi Yanyan, I beg you." Qin Yang said flatteringly.

"roll!"

"You are willing to treat even lambs, but you are not willing to treat people. This is so inhumane."

"roll!"

"Doctors and parents, you can't just ignore death."

……

"roll!"

The last sentence "Fuck off" did not come from the ghost woman's mouth. The voice was extremely elegant, and a simple word gave people a sense of etherealness that was repeated in thousands of times, and it was not as unpleasant as the ghost woman's words.

Qin Yang and the ghost woman looked at each other for a while, and both of them realized that it was the goddess who said to get out.Immediately, the hag withdrew her hand, and the figure floated towards the front yard, followed by Qin Yang.

When I came to the front yard, I saw that the goddess was still lying on the rattan chair basking in the sun, looking leisurely and comfortable. She had read a third of a romance novel in her hand and put it on her lap casually, with a lazy posture. No matter which angle you look at, it is a 360-degree picture of beauties with no corners.

In the direction of the gate of the courtyard, there are one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Qin Yang counted carefully, there are eleven women, and it is certain that there are eleven beauties standing.

In a place like a small town, it is considered a miracle for one beautiful woman to appear, but now eleven of them appeared at once, and all of them were very beautiful.

In addition, each of these women has been meticulously groomed, whether they are wild, pure, or glamorous. To put it bluntly, it is more than enough to drag them directly to the set to shoot a movie.

Qin Yang just took one look and was stunned. Where did these women come from? Could it be that the ancient legends are true, that there really are vixens on this mountain?