Upon hearing this, the head of the He family was delighted and quickly responded: "Okay, whatever medicine the ghost doctor needs, I'll send someone to get it right away." Then he walked out with him.
Duan Ye, who was following behind, glanced at the ** man and thought to himself, how can he be cured when he is so sick? He must have some skills!
"Hong'er, did you hear that? The ghost doctor said it would be fine. He said it would be fine." Madam He wiped her tears and stayed in the room with her son, while she cried with joy because of Fengjiu's words.
He Hong smiled weakly: "Mom, don't cry." He knew his own situation, he knew that he would not survive. As for the so-called ghost doctor invited by his parents, he had never heard of him. He only believed three-tenths of what he said, especially since he was still so young. How could he trust everything a teenager said
Even so, he knew that his parents were worried, so he could only cooperate without any sadness or joy, because he had already made the worst plan, which was death. Even if the final result was death, he didn't care.
However, he was worried about his parents and felt a little disappointed. He was their only son...
Thinking of this, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, dripped onto the pillow, and disappeared without a trace.
Fengjiu first prescribed a prescription for him and asked them to make it, and then asked him to buy all the medicines on the prescription. Patriarch He did not dare to delay, and hurriedly ordered his trusted confidant to make the medicine. He picked the medicines that were available in the mansion first, and went out to buy the ones that were not available himself.
Duan Ye had been following Feng Jiu the whole time. After watching her busy herself for most of the day and then walk out to the courtyard to rest, he sat down at the table and asked, "Are you sure you can cure it? I don't think it's easy to cure!"
"I have treated bone-eroding wind poison before, and it can be cured. It's just that his case takes too long and is quite serious. It's impossible to fully recover in a short time. But the medicine can save his life. As for the fire poison in the body and the damaged body, they will get better slowly after recuperation." She poured a cup of tea and drank it while talking to him.
Hearing this, Duan Ye held up his baby face with one hand and looked at him in confusion: "Are you really from the Seventh Class Country?"
Feng Jiu chuckled: "Why? Don't you believe it?"
"Yeah." He nodded: "How could a small country like the Seventh-Class Country produce someone like you?" But he just chuckled and didn't say anything else, so he didn't ask any more questions.
After half an hour, the head of the He family came in quickly, sweating profusely: "Ghost doctor, ghost doctor, all the medicines are found."
"Find me a quiet yard and I'll prepare some medicine for you." She stood up and said.
Hearing this, the head of the He family hurriedly took him to a quiet courtyard and ordered everyone not to disturb him. Even Duan Ye stayed outside and did not go in. Feng Jiu did not come out until the evening.
"This is a pill. Just take one pill a day. You'll be fine after you finish taking it." Feng Jiu handed a bottle to Patriarch He and said, "Also, give him the medicine I asked you to make for half a month, and then you can change to another prescription."
The He family head was stunned when he heard this: "Is this all right? Can it be cured like this?"
"Well, just finish it." She looked at the sky and asked, "After a few hours, your son should have some reaction after drinking the boiled medicine, right?"