He frowned and walked to the Yunzhong Pavilion, but only saw Doctor Qu making pills alone.

He knew that he had heard it wrong. From this point of view, Wu Wei's death was inseparable from Doctor Qu.

"Please lead the way!"

Bo Langjun's words changed Fang Zhuoyun's face, but he still took him and his father to Yunzhong Pavilion.

"I've seen the young master! My master is not here!"

A 14 or 15-year-old medicine boy bowed to Fang Zhuoyun.

"Do you know where he went?"

Fang Zhuoyun was a little surprised.

"The master said that there are still a few medicinal herbs for you to prescribe medicine. He went to the mountains to collect herbs."

The medicine boy answered respectfully.

"Do you know which mountain he went to?"

Bo Langjun asked. In his opinion, the doctor was probably going to be oiled on the soles of his feet and was very lucky.

"The master didn't say it!"

The medicine boy looked up at Bo Langjun.

"Which mountain he likes to pick herbs on his daily basis?"

Bo Langjun asked.

"It's the Xiyue Mountain Hua in the city!"
Chapter completed!