"Tsk, do you think you are someone important? Is there anything you can do that can shock and astonish me? I am ashamed to tell anyone about your deceptive tricks." Old Yang sneered and did not take it seriously.
The owner of the Baili Tower beside him had a twinkle in his eyes. He looked at the woman in green before him and said with a smile, "Madam, don't worry. Baili Bowen doesn't like to talk about things, so he won't say much."
Hearing this, Fengjiu glanced at him. Seeing that he behaved calmly, she did not say anything more. She just said, "Okay! I'll tell you and you guys do it. First, process the several spiritual herbs on the table, grind the leaves into juice and set aside."
So, Yu Chengde, who was standing by, was a little dazed when he saw that these two prominent figures actually rolled up their sleeves and started to help Madam Ling in the yard.
While Old Yang and Baili Bowen were grinding the medicine according to her requirements, they would occasionally look at her sitting there, mixing something with a few small transparent bottles.
As time passed, the two helpers handed the medicine to her, watched her put everything on the tray, and then stood up and walked inside.
"Bring the things in!" Fengjiu said without turning her head, just instructing them to follow.
Upon seeing this, Yu Chengde stepped forward and said with a smile: "Please come in, both of you. I'll take the food." As he spoke, he stepped forward and took the food from the tray.
The room was bright and spacious. In the inner room, a skinny old man was lying on the bed, breathing weakly. His face was dull and lifeless. If it weren't for his slightly rising and falling chest, he would have looked like a dead person.
"Take off his shirt." Fengjiu washed her hands in the basin beside her, and asked Yu Chengde to put the tray on the small table next to her.
Yu Chengde stepped forward and took off his father's shirt, while Old Yang stepped forward to take a look and shook his head: "It has become like this, it seems that he will not survive this month."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu glanced at the sighing Yang Lao and said angrily, "That's because it was you he met. If he had met me, he wouldn't have died."
"You!" Elder Yang's face darkened immediately after hearing this. He felt his dignity was challenged. He looked at the little woman in front of him and said, "Let me see how you can turn the tide and pull back a person who has already stepped into the palace of Hades!"
"What will you do if I save the person?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
Being pressed into a corner, he snorted and said, "If you can save the man, I will kowtow to you three times and call you Master! Then I will shout three times outside the gate of Yu Mansion and make you convinced that I am inferior to you in skills!"
Hearing this, Fengjiu waved her hand and said, "No, you are so old, I am not interested in taking you as my apprentice." Then, she took out the silver needle and came to the bedside, saying, "Don't make a fuss or make a noise while I am treating you. Don't blame me for being rude if you disturb me."
Baili Bowen listened to the light voice and became more and more confused. Who was this person? The light voice carried a faint warning, which made him feel nervous and he dared not act recklessly.
He looked at Madam Ling and saw her hands pressing around Mr. Yu's chest. He didn't know what method she used, but not long after, he was shocked by what he saw next.