Hearing this, the old man quickly said gratefully: "Thank you, Manager Yan. This is really a timely help! Regardless of whether my son can survive this disaster, I will bring gifts to thank you someday."
"The old man is in a serious condition." Steward Yan smiled and handed two bottles of medicine to him, saying, "One bottle here is for internal injuries, and the other is an antidote. Old man, take it quickly and give it to General Feng. I will not stay for long. Goodbye."
He bowed and said this, then turned and left.
The old man quickly asked the housekeeper to send him out, and he took the medicine to Feng Xiao's yard.
When he came to the room again, it seemed to have been cleaned. The blood-stained clothes on Feng Xiao had been changed by Guan Xilin and Leng Hua. Perhaps because the blood in his chest had been released, although he was still unconscious, his breath was not as weak as before.
"Feng girl, how is your father? Is his life in danger?" The old man came to Fengjiu and asked worriedly.
Feng Jiu took a sip of the hot tea that Leng Hua brought to her, and after taking a breath, she said, "Grandpa, don't worry. There is no danger at the moment. However, whether she can escape from danger depends on whether she will have a fever tonight. If the fever continues to rise, her life may be in danger."
"What if he really has a high fever?" The old man's face turned pale, and he felt his heart tightening.
"I'll stay here tonight." She said softly, reassuring him, "Don't worry too much, Grandpa. Everything will be fine."
Hearing her say this, the old man said nothing even though he was worried. Instead, he took out the two potions and handed them to her: "These were sent by the black market manager Yan. One bottle is for treating internal injuries, and the other is an antidote. Are they safe to use?"
Feng Jiu shook her head: "I have already given Dad the Antidote Pill and the Nine Transformations Inner Pill. The effects are much stronger than the potions. There is no need to take other potions now. Grandpa, you can keep these two bottles of potions!"
Guan Xilin, who was standing by, saw that her body was still stained with blood and had not been cleaned, so he said, "Xiaojiu, I'll guard here, you go back and change your clothes first!"
"Well, Feng girl, you go back and wash and change first, we'll just stay here."
The old man looked at her tired expression and said with pity, "You must have rushed back as soon as you heard the news. It took you less than an hour to get here from Taohuawu, and you must be exhausted after helping your father with his treatment. Why don't you change and rest before coming here! I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here at night."
"Well, I'll just come over here and rest for a while." She smiled, and when she stood up to walk out, she stopped and said, "Grandpa, don't make it public that I'm back. I'll come over later and tell you in detail about Daddy's attack."
The old man nodded and said, "Grandpa knows and has passed on the instructions. You can rest assured."
After hearing this, Fengjiu went to her own courtyard...
In the Palace
"What? You said that the manager of the black market sent the medicine to Feng Xiao?" Murong Bo in the hall felt his heart tighten when he heard this, and he even raised his voice a little.
Murong Yixuan, who was standing in the hall, was slightly surprised when he saw this. He glanced at his father and nodded, "I asked Steward Yan, and he said that the ghost doctor asked him to take care of the Feng family before he left."