The baron shook his head and laughed bitterly in his heart. This system can't support a family. Never mind...

Soon, the two arrived at Lao Ke's home. However, the particularly critical issue before was still not resolved.

Doctor James and the horse king Lao Ke are in the same dilemma - they can't get close to the Arabian horse.

Then it becomes extremely difficult to treat it, and even close observation is impossible, let alone treatment.

Not to mention the two of them, even the baron who could communicate with the Ferghana horses did not establish a friendly image for himself in the previous chats.

On the contrary, De La Serre was also despised by the Ferghana horse...

"This horse... this horse... this fucking bitch!" Gradually, the baron became angry and humiliated, roaring in frustration, swearing all the time, and directly began to greet the ancestors of the Ferghana horse.

[System prompt: Okay, be more polite. If you continue, I will have to help you find the genealogy of the Ferghana horse, otherwise you will be scolded for more.]

That’s not necessary, system, you are too polite.

[System prompt: I am speaking sarcastically, can't you hear that? Do you think I am really going to give you the family tree? Can't you hear the point of what I am saying? ]

The point is...

“Gugugugu…”

Before the Baron could reply to the system, he felt his stomach growling with hunger.

It turned out that when everyone was frowning, Doctor James took off his coat and hood, sat down and said slowly:

"My Lord Baron, Mr. Old Ke, can we have lunch first and then think about the horses? Please forgive me, I am very hungry now."

It would have been fine if he hadn't taken it off, but once he did, Russell discovered that Doctor James was actually a fat man with a big belly and a bald head with an amazing Mediterranean hairstyle.

It's reasonable for him to get hungry faster than others, but it's a pity that he's so young...

So, De La Serre said, "Then let's solve the problem of food and clothing first. Old Ke, please arrange for someone to prepare meals. James, it seems that the years have left you with a lot of pain..."

"Baron, what do you mean?" Doctor James was a little confused.

"Time has not only left you with indelible wrinkles, but has also mercilessly stripped you of your hair. It seems that you must have racked your brains every night while studying medicine. Hey, I want to thank your hair on behalf of the medical community!"

Doctor James is often ridiculed for his bald head and bloated figure.

The baron in front of him, with his extraordinary appearance, spoke such heartfelt words sincerely at this moment. Although it sounded a bit sarcastic, it warmed the heart of the honest and simple man.

[System prompt: Your friendship with Doctor James +2, currently 52.]

[Evaluation: Your hardcore chatting method is quite effective. ]

Doctor James replied:

"Thank you for saying that, Baron. By the way, Mr. Lao Ke, what delicious dishes do you have? To be honest, I know more about food than medicine."

Lao Ke said: "The Baron loves steak, so we have been supplying the best steaks these days. I hope you will like it too."

"Great, speaking of steak..." For a moment, Doctor James talked nonstop.

From the cooking time to the knife skills, etc., the Baron muttered to himself as he listened to everyone's dizziness:

Damn, he's a foodie. It looks like our little dragon Ryan will have a foodie partner in the future.

[System prompt: Excuse me, this guy looks like a chef with a face full of fat, how can he be considered a doctor...]

De Lassel replied silently in his heart: I see so too, system, I think he is here to kill horses and eat horse meat, not to save horses.

[System prompt: I really can’t imagine such an extremely ugly appearance. You look at him, and you can eat this lunch. You are really hungry and have no choice...]

De La Serre smiled evilly in his heart and teased quietly:

System, you can't judge a person by appearance. I feel that if you were a person, you would definitely look ugly, but I definitely won't judge a person by appearance.

[System prompt: I think you still remember that I deducted attribute points from you a while ago and dominated your fear~]

Fuck, you're threatening me, right? I'm telling you, the thing I, De La Serre, fear the least in my life is... that's it! Forget it, system, you must be very handsome.

After much deliberation, the baron decided to give in. After that, the system stopped talking and went offline alone.

Their thoughts returned to the present, and soon, they began to enjoy the sumptuous lunch.

While De Lassel was thinking over and over again about curing the Arabian horse, he was not paying attention to the food and found it tasteless.

Seeing the Baron's unhappy look, Ma Wang Lao Ke, as his first little fanboy, was a little worried. He comforted him and said:

"Your Excellency Lord De La Serre, please don't be so upset. Is this lunch not to your liking? How about I ask my servants to make it for you again?"

Although the taste was still acceptable, the baron still answered subconsciously:

"No matter how you cook it, it will never taste as good as my mother's... Oh, by the way, Lao Ke, where is the mother of this Arabian horse? And what does it eat every day?"

"I heard from the person who sold the horse that this Arabian horse was extremely strong when it was still a cub. Its body was much bigger than that of ordinary horses, which caused its mother to have a difficult delivery and died after giving birth to it..."

De La Serre originally wanted to use the mother of the Ferghana horse as a starting point to play the emotional card to increase friendship, but he never thought that he would miss this opportunity. He asked:

"So, how is the diet? Does this horse eat well and sleep well every day?"

"Baron, I have the most fertile and extensive horse farm in the town of Turga. If it can't eat or sleep well here, let alone recuperate somewhere else."

"I think so... Hey, Old Ke, Doctor James, please wait here for a moment. I'll go check on the horse. If it's in a good mood and willing to let you approach, I'll come back to find you."

The baron said this as if he was the owner of the horse farm. However, Old Ke did not mind him stealing the show, and nodded in agreement with the doctor.

Then, the Baron came to the horse farm again. At this time, the Arabian horse was looking into the distance alone, far away from the rest of the horses, looking out of place.

"You are really a rebellious person~" the Baron said as he walked towards it.

"咴儿..." The Arabian horse seemed to recognize the familiar voice. It did not turn back, but hummed softly.

[Blood Horse: You’re here again… What’s your name… Squatting Ser? ]

The baron felt helpless. My goodness, I was pooping, then I had diarrhea, and now I was squatting. Why did this Arabian horse like to poop so much?