The bright sun shone on the quiet house. The breeze made the sign on the door sway lightly and brought up the scent of herbs.
Breaking into the courtyard, Ken and his bodyguards were amazed by the scenery. The courtyard was well kept and beautifully arranged.
The room in front of the courtyard was used to diagnose patients.
The young physician hadn't dozed off this time. He was standing beside the counter, cutting some herbs.
Ken gazed at him for a while. This young physician had a beautiful face with a sense of coldness. He was tall and slim. But he was definitely a man.
"This young physician is not girlish. Why does the boss like such a man?" one of the bodyguards said.
"I think Ken has a more beautiful face than him," the other man replied.
The other two bodyguards agreed and whispered to each other sly jokes about the boss' latest pursuit. Ken snapped his fingers and said: "You are talking nonsense!"
