Genius doctor: Rebirth of 18 years old

Being held hostage by two servants, Tang Qingshan's old face almost spurted fire.

"Let go! You don't have the right to fight me. Forget whose family this is? Even if Tang Ziqian is now the successor of the Tang family, since I know the password of the herbal medicine storehouse, it means that the old clan leader, my father, allowed me to go in and out of the Tang family herbal medicine storehouse. "

Tang Qingshan shook his arms fiercely, trying to get rid of the two servants.

Any garrison in the Tang family, they are veterans with senior qualifications. They were either rescued by Tang Yuanshan or supported by Tang Yuanshan. However, no matter what the reason is, they entered the Tang family and worked for the Tang family. Their hearts had already made decisions for their lives many years ago.

In this life, I will never be loyal to anyone except Tang.

As the latest successor of the Tang family, Tang Ziqian is also the most qualified person to command them.

Tang Qingshan is different.

Over the years, Tang Qingshan has not performed well in the Tang family, and he has never been distracted from the Tang family.

At this time, he did appear alone in the Tang's herbal medicine library. We all saw this scene with our own eyes. How could it be false?

So they had to carry out Tang Ziqian's orders.

"I'm sorry, young master. We have to carry out the orders of the clan leader. Secondly, you are really alone in this medicine storehouse. The clan law of the Tang family is very clear. As you said, the whole Tang family, except the clan leader, is not allowed to enter or leave the medicine storehouse."

The middle-aged man in a long black Tang suit looks embarrassed. However, he has not relaxed his grip on Tang Qingshan's hand for more than half a minute. In the twinkling of an eye, he looks at Tang Ziqian's solemn and cool face. Two veteran figures of the Tang family drag Tang Qingshan step by step towards the door of the medicine store.

"Ha ha ha! Tang Ziqian, I'm your uncle. Do you have any conscience? Even if you don't look at the monk's face, you should look at the Buddha's face, right? I really don't have any position in the Tang family over the years, but it's because of this that you shouldn't treat me like this. I'm old. There's no threat to you, is there? Why are you forcing me like this? "

Crazy laugh up, Tang Qingshan's eyes shining to see Tang Ziqian, a bit of what he said really has a bit of a natural flavor.

But at this time, Tang Qingshan, who constantly argued for himself, forgot.

From the beginning to the end, the person who feels aggrieved is himself.

He is also the one who forces each other.

"Uncle, I respect you as an elder. I'll call you uncle now. Be a man with long eyes first. Others don't know what you've done, but you should be the one who knows most clearly. If you want others to know, don't do it yourself. Today, I let people take you away because you have violated the clan law of our Tang clan and have nothing to do with other things. "

Standing in front of the door of the herbal medicine warehouse, Tang Ziqian's face showed a kind of shallow smile, which contained a kind of irony with unknown meaning.

It's like the ignorance of the person in front of a smile, and it's like the rascal of the person in front of a smile.

"You I don't understand what you're talking about! Tang Ziqian, you treat me like this today. When your grandfather comes back, you will not be spared. As his only son, you treat me with such bad behavior! "

When Tang Qingshan heard Tang Ziqian's words, he was struck by lightning. His doubts fluctuated in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. He still kept his original calm state. He narrowed his eyes gently, and he put down his cruel words to Tang Ziqian.

Try to make Tang Ziqian stop this decision.

Unfortunately, Tang Qingshan didn't know. Over the years, what Tang Qingshan didn't care about most was his grandfather's idea.

He left home at the age of seven and returned home at the age of 27.

You know, in these years of isolation from the Tang family, Tang Ziqian never cared about anyone's thoughts!

"Take him down first. After all, he's my uncle. If you have any questions, wait for the old clan leader to come back and make a decision."

Turning his face, Tang Ziqian's eyes were slightly deep. He glanced at Tang's servants who clamped down Tang Qingshan on the left and right sides, and slowly said this sentence.

"Yes, patriarch."

After nodding to Tang Ziqian, the two middle-aged men in long black Tang suits immediately took Tang Qingshan, who was clamped in their hands, to the door of the medicine warehouse. As soon as the door of the medicine warehouse was closed, they quickly pulled Tang Qingshan towards the corridor in front of them.

The short corridor of more than ten meters makes Tang Qingshan feel like a long way to go.

Looking at the slightly dark corridor in front of him, Tang Qingshan feels that a spark of anger is spreading in his heart. He shivers at the thought that he came to the medicine store to find sleeping pills, but Tang Ziqian caught him by accident.

For so many years, under the protection of the Tang family, although he did not live brilliantly, he was satisfied enough.

Now, it's in this nephew's hands again and again.Not reconciled to these three words almost to the bone.

Tang Qingshan's eyes darkened and his silver teeth were broken. His face was full of hatred. Then, in slowing down, he gradually looked back to see Tang Ziqian. In front of the medicine store, Tang Ziqian's tall and straight body stood upright, and Tang Qingshan's look of deep hatred was straight into Tang Ziqian's eyes.

Narrowing his narrow eyes, Tang Ziqian stares at Tang Qingshan's back for a second, and then enters the password into the medicine library again as they leave.

With the sound of a drop, he leaned slightly and immediately entered the medicine storehouse, which was only entered by the Tang clan leader. The light in the medicine warehouse is not turned off, and the bright one seems to remind us that there has just been a family fight, but there is no fight at all.

Beyond the first hall, Tang Ziqian went up to the second floor along the pattern of building in building.

On the second floor where the stone mill is placed, Ling Wei raises her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She takes a look at the finely ground powder from the stone mill. She looks at Tang Ziqian.