Chapter 1487 The Phoenix Clan: Almost Becoming a Father
"master."
Outside, a boy ran in.
"master."
After the young man came in, he knelt under the main hall.
"What are you so worried about?"
The housekeeper looked back and said, "Didn't you see any guests coming to the house?"
The master had not refused just now. The housekeeper thought that he was willing to receive treatment. Naturally, the doctor was their honored guest.
"Master, Master Lei is here, they have already entered."
The waiter raised his eyes and looked at the man on the main seat.
"Butler Yang, take the guests to the inner hall to wait."
Bao Lei sounded a somewhat hoarse voice.
"Yes, sir."
The housekeeper nodded, took two steps back, and waved his hand.
"Doctor Long, please! Young Masters, miss, please!"
Feng Jiuer glanced at the person on the main seat, nodded lightly, and followed the butler's footsteps.
Little Cherry pulled Qiao Mu, and Qiao Mu looked away from Bao Lei.
The three of them followed Feng Jiuer and the housekeeper into the inner hall.
Bao Lei waved his hand, and the three ladies who were close to him stood up, blessed themselves, and turned to leave.
When the servant left with the three ladies, Lei Shenbao strode in, followed by two more people.
"Rai, how are you? Are you okay?"
Feng Jiuer was separated by a wall, heard the sound, slowed down, and elbowed Little Cherry.
Little Cherry understood, took her little medicine box, walked quickly forward, and came to the housekeeper's side.
"Steward Yang, are you free?
If you have time, how about I tell you about your master's subsequent recovery?"
"Yes, of course I do."
The butler nodded sharply.
"Come."
Little Cherry said a word and quickened her pace.
The two of them walked into the inner hall together, while Feng Jiu'er, Qiao Mu and Jian Yi remained in the back hall.
"Thank you for your concern."
Bao Lei's voice came from the front hall.
The volume was not loud, but the internal energy of several people in the back hall could still be heard clearly.
In the front hall, as soon as Bao Lei stood up from the main seat, Lei Shenbao waved his hand.
"Sit down quickly, I don't have so many etiquette here."
Lei Shenbao sat down at the side, and Bao Lei sat down at the main seat again.
"Lai, thank you for your hard work today."
Lei Shenbao waved his hand helplessly.
"Who makes this Lang Yu so proud? You and Sun Dabao lost so completely in the first game. He will definitely come over tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, let him see our true strength."
Lei Shenbao was always proud outside. Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu listened to his words, clenching their fists and their nails almost trapping their flesh.
No wonder Bao Lei lost so completely in today's game. It turned out to be Lei Shenbao's trick.
Thinking of the three-hundred- or four-hundred-kilogram pig that suppressed the Third Emperor's brother, Feng Jiuer's lowered eyes became even more murderous.
"As long as you're okay, I'll leave first."
Lei Shenbao chatted for a while, stood up, turned and left.
Until she could no longer feel the breath of other people, Feng Jiuer strode out of the back hall.
Qiao Mu and Jian Yi followed closely behind.
Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu stood in the main hall again, and Jian Yiren came to the main hall door and closed the door.
Coming out of the apse, Little Cherry appeared in everyone's sight.
She winked at Feng Jiuer, and Jianyi, who was guarding the gate, also coughed lightly.
Confirming that it was safe to speak now, Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and walked towards the person on the main seat.
Bao Lei remained silent. Even if there was another person beside him, he still did not make any move, not even looking at Feng Jiuer.
With a "hiss" sound, the thin human skin mask on his face was torn off, and a handsome face appeared in front of everyone.
However, it is also one part green and one part purple.
Fengjiang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.
With a "bang", Feng Jiuer dropped the cup in his hand.
"Why?"
she asked coldly.
"Task."
He responded in a low voice.
"who?"
Her voice fell again.
"You don't need to know."
He picked up the teapot again.
"My father is missing."
She squeezed his human skin mask tightly and knelt down beside him.
The man's movements became a little stiff, he closed his eyes, and poured a cup of tea.
However, he did not drink, but handed the teacup to Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiuer looked at him, took the tea cup, and drank the tea in one breath.
She put down the teacup, held his big hand, and stood up: "No matter what, I'll show you the injury first."
Feng Jiang did not refuse and followed Feng Jiu'er to the back hall.
"The housekeeper fell asleep."
Little Cherry followed them, "I used incense. When he wakes up later, he will only blame himself for not staying awake and not getting in the way."
Xiaoying said it was okay, but Feng Jiuer wasn't worried at all.
She knows where her human abilities lie.
There was a door on the side of the back hall. Feng Jiuer waited and took a look at the door.
Feng Jiang nodded, and she took him, walked over, and opened the door.
Feng Jiuer and Feng Jiang walked in, Qiao Mu didn't stop either, Xiaoying gave the medicine box to Qiao Mu, stood guard in front of the door, and closed the door.
The room was not big, with bookshelves lined with books, a bed next to it, and an open platform, which should have been set up for practicing martial arts.
Feng Jiuer looked around to make sure the place was safe, then pulled Feng Jiang and pushed him down on the bed.
In today's game, Fengjiang only falsely attacked a few times at the beginning, and almost didn't even defend after that, and he was injured all over.
There was blood on his face, neck, clothes, and even his fingers, which was a bit shocking to see.
As soon as Feng Jiang came back, Feng Jiu'er brought someone over. He didn't even have time to change his clothes.
"Jiu'er, I'd better wash up first."
As soon as Fengjiang lay down, he wanted to get up.
"Is there water in the tub?"
Feng Jiuer pressed his arm to prevent him from getting up.
"Um."
Fengjiang nodded.
"Qiao Mu, go get a basin of water."
Feng Jiuer leaned over and pulled Feng Jiang's clothes rope away.
"Jiu'er."
Fengjiang held her hand.
Feng Jiuer pushed Feng Jiang's arm away and continued to undress him.
Qiao Mu, who had been silent for the whole time, took some water and reached for the bedside. Fengjiang's clothes were mostly taken off by Feng Jiuer.
At this moment, Qiao Mu clearly saw how many injuries this man had on his body.
There are countless new ones, old ones, external injuries and internal troubles.
She held the basin tightly and forgot what to do next.
When Feng Jiuer saw Feng Jiang's body, her breath became heavy.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and picked up his palm.
"Qiao Mu, clean his wounds."
That girl must be suffering more than she is! After hearing Feng Jiuer's words, Qiao Mu calmed down and put down the basin.
"Jiu'er, I can do it myself."
Fengjiang is not used to women taking care of her.
Jiu'er was his imperial sister, and he recognized it, but Qiao Mu seemed inappropriate.
"Lie down for me!"
Feng Jiuer glared at Feng Jiang, "You three ladies are almost going to be fathers, why are you so shy now?"
