She gently put down Mrs. Zhao's hand and said softly: "Mrs. Zhao's condition is not serious. I will teach you a massage technique later."
"As long as you follow the techniques I taught you and give Mrs. Zhao a massage in the morning and evening, within seven days, she will no longer be out of breath when she gets excited."
Zhao Yusheng and Zhao Qingshan only glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao, but when they heard Feng Jiuer's words, they withdrew their gaze.
"Can this person's words be trusted?"
Zhao Qingshan looked at Zhao Yusheng, his eyes still cold.
"certainly."
Zhao Yusheng nodded immediately, "The world calls Jiu'er a miracle doctor. If there is a disease that she can't cure, no one can cure it."
Zhao Yusheng's admiration for Feng Jiuer, in addition to leading troops in battle, is of course also indispensable for his medical skills.
These days, the number of brothers who have come to life in Feng Jiuer's hands is countless, and it is obvious to everyone.
"Sheng'er has said so, I believe Jiu'er."
Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath and nodded.
Her eyes fell on Zhao Xiaoxiao, who hurriedly ran in, and she asked softly: "Xiaoxiao, what's going on?
Why are you shouting so late at night?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao ran in a hurry, thinking that her mother was ill. After she stopped, she was stunned for a while.
Seeing that her eldest brother said that a miracle doctor was here and that her mother looked good, she felt relieved.
"Miracle doctor?"
Thinking of these two words, Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Jiuer and frowned, then walked over.
Zhao Yusheng and Zhao Qingshan were still paying attention to Mrs. Zhao and ignored the woman who had just entered.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoxiao suddenly approached and grabbed Feng Jiuer's arm.
When she tried to pull Feng Jiu'er away, she realized that there was absolutely nothing she could do to pull this woman away.
Feng Jiuer looked back at Zhao Xiaoxiao and frowned slightly.
Zhao Yusheng saw this and held Zhao Xiaoxiao's arm.
"Xiao Xiao, don't be rude to General Feng."
"I want her to save people."
Zhao Xiaoxiao grabbed Feng Jiuer's arm and continued to exert force.
It's a pity that even though she mobilized her inner strength, she still couldn't shake Feng Jiu'er in the slightest.
Looking at Feng Jiu'er who was not blushing and breathless, Zhao Qingshan's eyes shone with a different luster.
He understood his daughter's skills, and because of his understanding, he saw the difference.
Zhao Yusheng still held Zhao Xiaoxiao's arm, but his breath became much lower.
"Xiaoxiao, I say it again, let go!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao frowned, looked at Zhao Yusheng, then at Feng Jiuer, and waved his hand vigorously.
Feng Jiuer's hand, which was thrown away by her, naturally dropped down as if it was not affected by any force.
"Aren't you a miracle doctor?
Quick! Go and save my people."
Zhao Xiaoxiao said anxiously.
"I will give you money. As long as you can save him, I will give you all my belongings."
"Xiaoxiao, who is injured?"
Zhao Yusheng had rarely seen his sister in such a hurry. He must have been really important to her.
"I..." Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Yusheng, and then his eyes fell back on Feng Jiuer, "I don't have time to explain now, I can't make it in time."
Seeing that Feng Jiuer was indifferent, Zhao Xiaoxiao was so anxious that he couldn't stand still.
"Are you a miracle doctor?
Your miracle doctor will definitely not leave you alone, right?
My friend is dying, please go and see."
Zhao Xiaoxiao really had no choice. The doctors in her village were helpless, otherwise she wouldn't bother here.
"Jiu'er, go and have a look. Xiaoxiao never lies. If she said that, the situation must be very urgent."
Zhao Yusheng looked at Feng Jiuer and said softly.
"good."
Feng Jiuer met Zhao Yusheng's gaze and nodded.
Looking back at Mrs. Zhao, she said softly: "Mrs. Zhao, please rest for a while. I will come over and give you a massage later."
"For the time being, as long as there is no stimulation, there won't be any big problems."
Feng Jiuer really wanted to regain the entire Zhao Village, but Mrs. Zhao really couldn't stimulate her at this time. She had to remind the two men present.
"Um."
Mrs. Zhao nodded.
She looked at Feng Jiu'er with kind eyes, as if she were looking at her own child.
As a mother, she cannot fail to understand her son's thoughts. Unfortunately, can this woman really become her daughter-in-law?
Feng Jiuer nodded and turned to look at Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaoxiao no longer doubts, and at this time, she is not allowed too much time to doubt.
Feng Jiuer left with Zhao Xiaoxiao, and Zhao Yusheng followed closely. Of course, Xiao Yingying would not stay.
Seeing several young people leaving, Mrs. Zhao raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Qingshan.
"Help me go over and take a look. My son finally came back. I want to see him one more time."
Zhao Qingshan took a deep breath and supported Mrs. Zhao.
Everyone left, leaving Elder Feng next to the main seat deliberating alone.
Zhao Xiaoxiao strode to his room. To Feng Jiuer's surprise, the person lying on the bed was actually Jian Yi.
As soon as she entered the inner room, Feng Jiuer couldn't calm down.
Zhao Xiaoxiao's boudoir is very large. The bed is placed in the middle and the veil is rolled up. It is easy for people to see clearly the person on the bed.
"Sword One."
After calling out in a low voice, Feng Jiuer quickly walked over.
"Jianyi?"
Zhao Yusheng looked at the person on the bed and frowned.
Seeing his appearance clearly, he was also shocked.
"Xiao Xiao, why is Jian Yi in your boudoir? What's going on?"
Looking sideways at Zhao Xiaoxiao, he asked in a deep voice.
Unexpectedly, the person whom my brother had never been able to find was actually hidden by Xiaoxiao.
"Brother, do you know him?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao's frown never relaxed.
As soon as the question came out, she ignored it and moved on.
"He suffered serious internal injuries. He could still eat some porridge and water before, but he hasn't eaten anything all day today, and he can't even swallow the medicine."
Zhao Xiaoxiao followed closely behind Feng Jiuer, the anxiety in his eyes was no less than that of Feng Jiuer.
Seeing Jian Yi's face as pale as paper, how could Feng Jiu'er be able to hear other people's words?
She sat down on the bed, immediately picked up Jianyi's palm, and dropped her long fingers.
"Jianyi, my Jiu'er, here I come, Jianyi, can you hear me?"
Jian Yi's current aura is so weak that even Feng Jiu'er can hardly detect it.
But I don't know what happened, but after Feng Jiu'er held his hand, his breath returned a little.
Finally able to feel his breath again, Zhao Xiaoxiao stood aside and sighed lightly.
"He is indeed a miracle doctor."
Not daring to disturb, she could only whisper softly.
Looking back at the person coming in behind him, Zhao Yusheng asked in a low voice: "Father, mother, why is this man here?"
"It's the person your sister brought back."
Mrs. Zhao's weak voice sounded, "Unfortunately, it looks like she won't live long."
