Hearing this, Fengjiu asked, "Then what did you tell him?"
Luo Heng scratched his head and said, "I, he left before I could say anything. He just came over and said nothing, but he didn't even come in to see Senior Brother Chen. I couldn't say a word to him!"
"Next time he comes, you can tell him that Senior Brother Chen hopes to go back in three months. If he asks why, you can tell him that Senior Brother Chen has lived here for so many years and has developed feelings for the place. He knows that if he goes back, he will never be able to come back again, so he hopes that the Great Elder will be flexible and take him back in three months."
She paused and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "I think that for such a small request, the Great Elder should not be so disregarding the face of the clan members and directly reject it."
Luo Heng was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you just tell him that you are helping Brother Chen with his treatment? Will he be fine in three months? Is it because you are not sure?" He thought that this would be more direct and clear. Why did he have to go around in circles
Feng Jiu rolled her eyes speechlessly. "I'm just a servant. Even you don't believe that I can cure Senior Brother Chen. How can the Great Elder believe it? Besides, doesn't it sound weird to say it out loud? You've already said that if a servant like me can have such medical skills, I'm not a servant anymore. If they treat me as a spy and execute me, who can I cry to?"
"Yes, you have such medical skills, why are you a menial worker? Are you really a spy?" He asked in confusion, feeling very strange!
Fengjiu's mouth twitched. She was just a talkative person. He asked whatever she said. If she continued, he would probably keep asking questions.
"Hey, Fengjiu, you..."
She raised her hand to stop him from asking any more questions: "I'm going to go see Senior Brother Chen." As she said that, she entered Chen Dao's cave.
After entering, she felt Chen Dao's pulse and checked the recovery of his lumbar spine, while asking, "When was this ointment applied?"
"I just applied the medicine this morning." Luo Heng, who was following behind, said, and came to the bedside and asked, "Fengjiu, Senior Brother Chen hasn't eaten for several days. Can his body survive just by drinking the medicine you prepared?"
"Sure, no problem."
As she spoke, she asked how much medicine was left. After checking it, she left a few more bottles and said, "In another half a month! In another half a month, you can let him wake up and eat on his own. By then, he can already feel the strength of his waist recovering."
Seeing Luo Heng staring at her without saying anything, she wondered what he was thinking, so she asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"No, but you are amazing! Although I don't know much about medicine, I can see that Brother Chen is recovering day by day. Tell me, how can someone like you be a menial worker?"
Fengjiu smiled and walked out without saying anything more. Unexpectedly, Luo Heng stepped forward and said, "Fengjiu, please tell me in detail. It's very uncomfortable to be stuck like this! Tell me honestly, who are you?"
"I am Fengjiu! This is my name, I'm not lying to you." She chuckled and said, "As for the rest, don't be too curious. Anyway, you just need to know that I won't harm you."
"But who are you? The more I look at you, the less you look like a servant. You know, I'm an alchemist, but I feel like I'm almost like a servant around you."