It's like having a gold mine and a silver mine at home. The mansion stretches for a whole street. No matter whether he is in the house or out the door, everyone has to address him as "Master".
He is a nouveau riche who usually wears gold and silver whenever he goes out, and wants to let everyone know that he is very rich.
He is arrogant, arrogant and arrogant. Behind his back, everyone accuses him of looking down on others.
Usually this kind of person cares about face the most and will never bow his head in front of others.
But at this moment, he licked his face, bowed his waist respectfully like the humblest servant, and personally sent a young scholar with patches all over his body out of the gate of He Mansion.
The people passing by outside stared blankly at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Hallucination! Yes, it must be an hallucination!
So, everyone rubbed their eyes in unison, blinked hard, and then looked over...
"Doctor Chen, are you leaving? But..."
"Don't call me doctor, I'm not a doctor!" A clear male voice came out from the young scholar's cold lips.
"Yes, yes, Master Chen, not a doctor, not a doctor!"
The onlookers looked in disbelief.
Not only is this not an illusion, but Mr. He, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, is so frightened and humble.
It was like a mouse that accidentally bumped into a tiger and a big cat. It almost fell to its knees and kowtowed.
Is he possessed by evil spirits, or has he taken the wrong medicine?
"Master Chen, it's already dark, why don't you stay overnight at your house?"
"Need not."
"Well... how about I ask someone to escort you..."
"No need."
"But Mr. Chen, you have a rare treasure with you, just in case a thief becomes jealous..."
The young scholar did not say a word, but gave him a faint glance. He was extremely indifferent, neither fierce nor ruthless, but it made people feel chilly in his heart, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.
Mr. He lowered his head unconsciously and did not dare to look at the young scholar again.
"Ahem, I think Mr. Chen won't worry about this kind of thing."
"Remember, my business..." The young scholar's eyes turned cold.
"Remember, remember, I will never tell anyone about Mr. Chen, and I will strictly prohibit my servants from spreading it. Don't worry!" Mr. He swallowed, his heart trembling.
Hearing this, the young scholar turned around silently and walked down the steps.
Mr. He couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat. It wasn't until he saw the young scholar disappearing at the other end of the street that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh... I finally sent this iceberg plague god away."
After a flash of thought, he grinned bitterly: "Although it hurts to lose this treasure, my precious son's life has also been saved."
Mr. He was just a single person, but he was a romantic man and got into trouble with a poisonous lady in the world, almost losing his life.
Fortunately, Mr. Chen came to the rescue.
This Mr. Chen is also a strange person. He always wears clothes that are extremely torn and patched, but he has amazing detoxification skills.
Anyone who is poisoned by a strange poison will come to this Master Chen.
But he has a quirk.
He doesn't want gold, silver, money, let alone a luxurious house.
Only rare treasures or rare medicinal materials are needed, and they must be rare treasures or medicinal materials in the world.
If it's not rare enough, he won't want it no matter how valuable it is.
Even if the emperor was about to die, he would still turn around and leave.
Thinking of this, Mr. He couldn't help but smile happily and relieved.
Fortunately, he has a treasure in his family that catches the eye of Mr. Chen, otherwise his only son of the He family would have been lost.