The old woman was grateful. Although her family had little money due to the recent medical treatment, she still caught an old hen from her backyard and stewed it into soup, and fried a few of her signature dishes to treat Fengjiu.
Fengjiu took this opportunity to go to the next room and clean herself up. At least, even if the others couldn't change, she had to clean herself up.
"My god, it's time to eat." The old woman placed the food on the table and called out to Fengjiu in the room.
“Here I come.”
Not long after, Fengjiu pushed the door open and walked out. Although she was still wearing the same tattered clothes and still limped, her black hair had been tied up, revealing her stunning face after washing.
When she saw Fengjiu's face, the old woman was more convinced that this person was an immortal, the immortal who came to save her son. If she were an ordinary person, how could she have such a stunning and beautiful face
Fengjiu came to the table with a cane in her hand and sat down, saying to the old woman, "You don't have to call me immortal, just call me ghost doctor."
"Yes, yes." The old woman responded and gave her more rice.
Seeing that there was only one bowl, Feng Jiu said, "Old man, sit down and eat together!"
"this… "
"Sit down and eat together. I have something else to tell you."
"Okay then." The old woman responded, went to the kitchen to get the bowl and chopsticks, and sat down to eat together.
Feng Jiu briefly told the old woman about her son's condition at the dinner table. After the meal, she put down her bowl and chopsticks and said, "He will wake up tomorrow morning at the latest, but he still needs to slowly recuperate for a while."
After hearing what Fengjiu said, the old woman thanked Fengjiu gratefully. After all, a person who was said by many doctors to have no chance of survival was now said to wake up tomorrow and recover after a period of recuperation. How could she not be excited
That was her son! Her son finally survived this life-threatening situation. It was great!
“Old lady, where is this place? Why do I see that most of the people in the city are practicing Xuan cultivation, and there is not a single spiritual practitioner?” Feng Jiu asked the question in her mind, and her eyes fell on the old woman.
Hearing this, the old woman seemed a little surprised: "Ghost Doctor, do you know where this place is?" She looked at Feng Jiu and saw that she shook her head with a genuine look, so she said: "The Ghost Doctor must be a reclusive master, so he doesn't know. We are in the Xuanwu Continent, one of the divisions of the upper realm. In addition to mortals who cannot practice, there are some Xuan cultivators who can practice Xuanwu skills. As for the spiritual cultivation mentioned by the ghost doctor, the old woman only knows that those spiritual pharmacists in those big towns are spiritual cultivators, and I have never heard of others."
The old woman said, looking at Fengjiu, "I think the ghost doctor should also be a spiritual pharmacist, right? Only a spiritual pharmacist can have such a magical and powerful healing ability. My son is so lucky to meet a spiritual pharmacist like the ghost doctor."
Feng Jiu smiled, and was surprised. One of the divisions of the upper realm? That means this place is still the upper realm, but it's not in the same area
As expected, the upper realm is so vast that it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The old man is really capable. He actually sent her here with just a teleportation array. It is indeed not easy.