Luo Feng's quick hands and eyes helped the middle-aged woman, while Di Wushuang rushed up from the side.

"Mom!" Di Wushuang panicked like a helpless child. He picked up his mother, turned around and put her on the bed.

"Mom, don't scare me, wake up."

"Go away, let me take a look," Luo Feng stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and his face immediately darkened.

"What's going on with Auntie's body? Why are her internal organs in such decline?" Luo Feng was shocked.

Ordinary people would have died long ago.

Luo Feng suddenly thought of the ninth-grade Xuan Jade Pill, which was originally used by Di Wushuang's own mother.

Di Wushuang's face was filled with self-blame, his eyes were scarlet but he said nothing.

Luo Feng ignored it and took out the Qi and Blood Pill he had refined from his pocket, broke it into a quarter and wanted to take it.

"What do you want to do?" Di Wushuang grabbed Luo Feng's hand.

"Don't worry, I am an eighth-grade alchemist, so I still have this confidence. You can take the Qi and Blood Pill. Although it won't have much effect on Auntie, it can nourish Qi and blood."

"That's the Qi and Blood Pill, no problem," the charming woman next to her nodded.

Di Wushuang hesitated for a moment and then let go of Luo Feng's hand.

A quarter of the Qi and Blood Pill is enough for ordinary people.

Soon the middle-aged woman slowly opened her eyes.

"Shuang'er, mom is fine," the middle-aged woman slowly opened her eyes and caressed her poor son, who had been overly sensible since he was a child.

"Mom, don't worry. I'm going to get the Xuanyu Pill today. I will definitely be able to save you. Shuang'er doesn't want you to die. You want to watch me become famous." Di Wushuang held the middle-aged woman's cold little hand and panicked.

There was a trace of deliberate indifference in his expression.

"Shuang'er, mom would have died a long time ago, if you hadn't found me such precious medicine time and time again. So, I won't die, I still have to watch Shuang'er get married and have children."

"Mom, stop talking about this, stop talking about this, you are fine, I will get medicine to save you right away," Di Wushuang buried his face in the middle-aged woman's arms, trembling with fear, "If you die

, what’s the point of my life, I’m so scared.”

Luo Feng looked at this scene of deep love between mother and son, and it was hard to imagine that this was the man who had no fear in the world.

It turns out that Di Wushuang is also afraid and can cry.

"Ji Wudao, help me take care of my mother. I'll be back soon," Di Wushuang decided to set off as the sun set.

"Well, you go ahead. As long as I'm here, Auntie will be fine."

Di Wushuang glanced at Luo Feng gratefully and immediately disappeared into the night.

Looking at Di Wushuang's leaving figure, Luo Feng was filled with emotion.

At this moment he realized that people can never be 100% perfect.

Emperor Wushuang also has weaknesses.

Luo Feng came to the middle-aged woman's bedside and said softly, "Auntie, I am a doctor. Don't worry, you will be fine. Di Wushuang has already gone to get medicine for you. I believe he will be back soon."

The middle-aged woman shook her head and smiled, "I can see that you are a good boy. Tell me honestly, how long can I live?"

Luo Feng was silent.

Yes, how long can you live?

What a cruel question this is.

Di Wushuang's mother's internal organs were in decline, and she relied on various precious medicines to survive, but her body had long been in disrepair.

Luo Feng didn't dare to tell the truth when Di Wushuang was there just now, and now there are only two people left.

"You have an ordinary body. If you are a warrior, some strong medicines will have little effect, so it will not take more than half a year at most," Luo Feng sighed.

"Half a year?" The middle-aged woman nodded with satisfaction, "Half a year is enough to look after my two children. I'm not greedy."

"Auntie, I'm sorry," Luo Feng frowned, "I can't help you."

"You are a doctor, not a god. We are all ordinary people. We don't have the same life span as you and Shuang'er." The middle-aged woman held Luo Feng's hand and said softly, "Good boy, if I die, Shuang'er will definitely be sad."

, as a brother with the same blood, please help me take care of him in the future."

"He, no matter how majestic he looks on the outside, he is actually a little kid behind his back. He sleeps under the quilt."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly, "Okay, I promise you."

"Child, your mother is..."

Luo Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that a middle-aged woman would ask him. After thinking for a long time, Luo Feng said, "She is also a great mother."

Without mentioning the Ji family, Luo Feng recounted his own experiences and the plan of Ji Ziming being forced to act in the family.

Luo Feng had no scruples in front of middle-aged women.

Because she is just a simple, pitiful mother.

"Poor child, it seems that you are the same as my twin children."

"That child didn't have a father since he was little. I gave birth to him through all the hardships."

"It is said that children of poor people become rich early. He was born with red hair when he was a child. The children around him called him a monster and he was often bullied."

"It's a pity that since I gave birth to him, my health has been getting worse day by day. He didn't tell me when he was bullied outside, and he suffered by himself."

"Actually, I knew everything, but I didn't comfort him. I just secretly gave him medicine while he was asleep."

"Orphans and widowed mothers like us are destined to be disliked and bullied by others, so I teach them to be self-reliant from a young age."

"But that kid is doing well and is getting ahead now. It's just..." the middle-aged woman sighed, "It's just that he is too stubborn. He hates that heartless man. He has been causing trouble everywhere over the years, just because he wants to fight that heartless man for me one day.

Let it out."

"It turns out that Di Wushuang never had any ambitions. He just... wanted to save his mother's dignity?" Luo Feng was shocked.

At this moment, Luo Feng realized that Di Wushuang was just like him.

Everything Luo Feng did was to protect the people important to him, and becoming famous was worthless to him.

If conditions allowed, he would rather never leave the mountains in his whole life, just be a hunter in the deep mountains and old forests, accompany his master well, take care of himself until the end of his life, marry a wife and have children, and live a simple life.

The middle-aged woman fell asleep, and Luo Feng carefully closed the door of the room.

The twelve villains outside the door were silent. When they saw Luo Feng coming out, they all looked away and ignored him.

Amber stepped forward and took Luo Feng's arm, "Is Auntie okay?"

Luo Feng nodded and brought Amber to the side, "Go back to your room and rest first. You are too weak. Don't hurt the foundation of your bloodline."

"I'm fine," Hu Bo shook his head, "Luo Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't do anything to help you."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and pinched his amber nose.

"Hey, Luo Feng," Guangyue Shishu threw a stone from a distance, "Tell me honestly, how did you do it to allow Master Di Wushuang to take you to such an important place?"

"How do I know? Just ask him."

The twelve villains looked at each other, naturally they didn't understand.

You must know that this place is the most sacred place to Di Wushuang, and it is absolutely impossible to take people there easily.

A night of silence.

At dawn the next morning, Luo Feng brought a bowl of medicinal soup to the woman and checked her pulse.

The situation became worse and worse, which made Luo Feng worry about whether Di Wushuang could make it back in time.

"Are you okay?" The charming woman waiting at the door came forward.

Luo Feng shook his head, "The situation is not good. The rate of decline is much faster than I thought. This is a normal phenomenon caused by long-term dependence on drugs."

Ordinary rare elixirs can no longer satisfy the mortal body of a middle-aged woman, but she cannot bear the violent drugs.

It must be very difficult for Di Wushuang to be able to continue his mother's life to this day.

In fact, Luo Feng wanted to tell Di Wushuang that the ninth-grade Xuanyu Pill was not very effective because his mother's body had developed resistance to most pills.

"As an eighth-grade alchemist, don't you have something to do?" the charming woman asked.

"There's nothing you can do about it, let alone the eighth or ninth grade. What's more, the elixirs I refine are all helpful to warriors," Luo Feng was helpless.
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