Sweet Revenge

Chapter 635

Chapter 635 The Polson King of Herbs

In the backyard, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the sun was shining brightly.

The old man was lying back on the bamboo wood and rattan chair, shaking leisurely and holding a small and exquisite purple clay pot in his hand, he leaned close to the mouth of the pot from time to time, and took a sip, feeling very comfortable.

He was wearing a pure white old man’s sweater, with straw woven slippers on his feet, but only one foot was well worn, and the other foot was barely sandwiched between two toes, hanging there, crossing his legs, dangling. As if it would fall down at any moment.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary old man was Mr. Drake whom so many people wanted

to meet but couldn’t meet.

He squinted his eyes, enjoying it very much, and raised his eyelids from time to time to glance to the right.

It seemed careless, but it looked like he was always on tenterhooks.

On his right side was a large herb field, which was planted with his “heart and sweetheart”. Except for himself

and a full-time gardener, no one was allowed to step in.

At this moment, a woman in a cotton and linen gown and trousers was walking among them.

She didn’t seem to be very interested in the rare and exotic plants inside, she frowned as if she was looking for something, bent slightly, turned her head, and looked very carefully.

She didn’t don’t know if she had found what she was looking for, so she stretched out her hand towards a plant with long green leaves and small pale yellow stamens, before her fingers touched it, she heard the old

man exclaim.

“Oh, my heart~”

Standing up suddenly, he didn’t care about losing one of his slippers, and grabbed a slipper, jumping towards

her.

“Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it!” He said to the woman.

Hearing this voice, Silvia stopped and turned to look at him.

“Can’t I touch it?” She asked.

“You can’t touch it! You can’t touch it!” He said and waved his hands again and again, with a heartbroken look

on his face.

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Silvia didn’t intend to touch it at first, and watched the old man almost rushing towards her in a leisurely manner, standing in front of her panting, he first carefully looked at the herb in her head, and made sure it was not manhandled then he looked at Silvia again, her fingers were clean, and he

was relieved.

“Sir, you will grow stronger and stronger!” Silvia said half-jokingly.

“Bah! Sir, my old bones will be broken sooner or later! Mr. Drake replied.

He tapped himself on the shoulder, bent down, and became exhausted again. He started walking back and

saying

“Hey, I’m old and useless!”

After walking a few steps, he didn’t forget to turn his head and look at her.

“Girl, you

also have to come back to hide from the sun and drink some teal” He said to Silvia.

He touched the herb with his finger, and it swayed in the wind, looking very attractive.

“Don’t touch it, don’t touch it!” He said and waved his hands again and again, and the old man insisted on calling her back, then ordered someone to change the pot to a pot of hotter tea, and pour a new cup for her. Take a few sips. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Sir, you are getting more and more stingy,” Silvia said to the man. Sitting on the small bamboo chair, Silvia held the cup in both hands, pursed her lips, and turned her head to look at the lush greenery in front of her.

The old man shook his head.

“I’m not stingy, don’t you know what that is?” He asked Silvia.

“Thunderwig!” Silvia said disapprovingly.

“That’s right!” As soon as he said this, slapped his thigh, he knew it was impossible for his precious

apprentice not to recognize it.

But after the filming, he thought about it and felt wrong.

“Since you recognize it, why don’t you dare to touch it. Don’t you know, Tripterygium wisteria…” Mr. Drake

asked Silvia.

“The branches, leaves and buds of Tripterygium wisteria are highly poisonous,” Interrupting him, Silvia said.

“Since you knew, why do you still touch it? you…” Blinking, the old man scowled.

“You did it on purpose!” He added.

“Sir, I didn’t do it on purpose. I just want to know if there are exceptions to this Tripterygium wisteria. It is not so poisonous. Maybe it has been cultivated and improved?” Silvia said, looking at the little pale yellow

stamen.

The herbal medicine looked very ordinary, no different from other plants, and even the tender green shoots

were somewhat shaped like tea leaves, but who would have thought that this was the famous “Thunder

God’s Vine

Speaking of Tripterygium wilfordii, some people may not be clear about it, it belonged to a very famous

subject-broken grass!

According to myths and legends, when Asclepius tasted all kinds of herbs, he finally tasted this tripterygium vine, and the medicine stone had no cure, so he died.

Although the legend was a legend, Tripterygium wisteria was indeed highly poisonous. If you ate its shoots,

leaves, and stems by mistake, you will have nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea, and it will also cause direct

damage to the cardiovascular and nervous systems.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the king of poisonous herbs.

“Cultivation and improvement?” The old man replied. He thought this idea was very fresh, and thought about

it for a while.

“Have you tried it?” He asked.

“I haven’t,” Silvia replied. Shaking her head, she still maintained this posture.

“But I want to know if there is such a possibility,” she added.

Theoretically, the possibility of recognition could not be denied. After all, there were no absolutes in the

world, but judging from the experience of this old man who had been in this business for so many years, it

was impossible!

He pretended to be twirling his beard, completely forgetting that the last time Silvia brought Asher over, his

small goatees were grabbed by Asher’s small hand, so he shaved them all.

Now his chin is bare, but he still couldn’t change his habit of twisting his beard.

“Oh, I thought that the research institute was so powerful that it had already cultivated the detoxified

Tripterygium wisteria,” Mr. Drake said calmly.

He lowered his head, playing with the tea pot on the tea tray with one hand boredly, and said casually.

“Huh?” Hearing that there was something hidden in her words, the old man narrowed his eyes.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

Turning her head, Silvia stared at him.

“The research institute you insisted on letting me go to, said that it has some special significance, maybe it is an epoch-making new progress, that research institute. Among the experiments they conducted, there was a taste, it was Tripterygium wisteria,” Silvia said to Mr. Drake.

“Oh!” The old man muttered.

He replied lightly, and appeared to be thinking for a while.

“That’s not unusual. Although the branches, leaves and stems of Tripterygium wisteria are highly poisonous, the roots can be used as medicine. Poisons are not separated. I told you this, since you are

carrying out pharmacological experiments, even if there is no tripterygium wilfordii, there will be other poisonous herbs,” Mr. Drake explained.

He didn’t take it seriously, but he didn’t think it was so abnormal.

Curving the corners of her lips, Silvia smiled faintly.

“That’s right, but they didn’t use the roots, they just used the shoots!” She said to the old man.

What she said made sense.

“Could it be that they want to extract medicinal ingredients from the poison? But last time, didn’t you say that you wanted to mix the medicinal properties into the spices and cover up the unique taste of the herbs?” Mr.

Drake asked Silvia.

“Um.”

Continuing to play with the tea pet, she responded casually.

Sure enough, the old man quickly figured out the mystery.

“They want to make a colorless and odorless poison that can be used everywhere?” He asked.

“I didn’t say that!” Silvia responded.

Putting down the tea pot and pointing at him, Silvia expressed her innocence.

“It was you who said it!” she reminded Mr. Drake.