Chapter 1657: Phoenix Clan Chapter: How can one be so virtuous?
"City Lord, do you like this flower?" Old Shen looked at Feng Jiu'er with a smile.
"It doesn't matter, if you like it, my girl can take the city lord to pick it now."
"That's what I meant." Feng Jiuer nodded and stood up.
No one expected that their Jiu'er would leave as soon as they said they were going to leave.
Old Shen looked at the man standing up and was stunned for a moment.
However, Feng Jiu'er did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she came to Shen Ronger and squatted down.
When the woman came out, she happened to see Feng Jiuer squatting in front of her daughter, and she immediately quickened her pace.
"City Lord, why are you doing this?"
Feng Jiuer squatted down and picked up Shen Ronger's injured foot.
"Don't worry! My Jiu'er is still a doctor." Little Cherry stood up and gave them a reassuring look.
The Shen family of three took a look at Little Cherry and felt a little more relieved.
"Rong'er, how can He Dehe get treatment from the city lord?" Old Shen looked grateful and moved.
Feng Jiuer skillfully untied the strips of cloth tied around Shen Ronger's feet, held her ankles, and applied gentle force.
"Rong'er, does it hurt here?"
"Yeah." Shen Ronger frowned and her face turned a little pale.
"Be patient, the pain will stop soon." Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and glanced up, then suddenly exerted force.
The sound of "click" was not loud, but because the room was quiet, everyone could vaguely hear it.
"Ah..." Shen Ronger held the crutch tightly and whispered.
Feng Jiuer did not stop what she was doing. She rubbed her feet twice more, took out the needle pack, and opened it.
Three long and thin silver needles, one after the other, were inserted into the acupuncture points on both sides of Shen Ronger's ankles.
Feng Jiuer took out another bottle, placed a drop of potion on each of the silver needles.
Old Shen and the woman, one on the left and one behind, stood behind Shen Ronger, both clenching their fists.
It hurts the daughter's body and hurts their hearts. Being a parent is not easy either.
But seeing Feng Jiuer's skillful technique and her trust in the city lord, no one said a word.
After adding the potion, Feng Jiu'er held Shen Ronger's injured foot again and gently rubbed several acupuncture points on her foot.
Shen Ronger's face was originally pale, but later she started to sweat.
But the strange thing is that under Feng Jiuer's treatment, her face quickly became rosy again.
"Rong'er." The woman held it in for a long time, "How...are you feeling now?"
Only then did Shen Ronger look away from Feng Jiuer and look at her mother.
"Mom, I don't seem to be in pain anymore."
Old Shen looked puzzled, but did not dare to say a word.
The city lord was still treating his woman, so he didn't dare to speak, let alone question it.
Feng Jiuer's every technique was crisp and neat, and he was as skilled as an old doctor.
After about rubbing a stick of incense, Feng Jiu'er pulled out the silver needle from Shen Ronger's foot.
Feng Jiuer stood up, put the needle bag on the table, and looked sideways at Shen Ronger.
"Rong'er, stand up and walk now."
Shen Ronger pursed her lips, grasped the crutch tightly, and slowly stood up.
She didn't exert any force on her left foot, and almost used the power of her right foot and crutches to support her body.
"It's okay, try moving it." Feng Jiuer sterilized her silver needle and put it back into the needle bag.
"Okay." Shen Ronger raised her eyes and looked at her, then looked down at her left foot.
She took a slight step forward, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on her face.
One step, two steps forward, and finally she just picked up the crutch and continued walking.
"Rong'er, how are you? Are you really well?" The woman followed closely, fearing that something might happen to her.
Shen Ronger turned around and looked at her, stretched her left foot and took another step forward.
"Mom, I'm fine." She looked back at her father, "Dad, my feet are fine. My feet are fine."
Old Shen looked at the smile on his daughter's face and looked at Feng Jiu'er with tears in his eyes.
With a "pop" sound, he knelt down.
"City Lord, no wonder everyone says you are a fairy. Not only are you beautiful, but you are also talented. When we meet you today, you are indeed worthy of your reputation!"
"Please kneel down, Mr. Shen! Thank you for having me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Shen took a sip.
"Get up, my master doesn't have so many etiquette." Little Cherry waved her hand.
Old Shen stood up, and Shen Ronger had already walked around the hall and returned to the table.
She picked up the bag that her mother had brought, opened it, searched for a while, and took out a bamboo tube from inside.
She pulled out the stopper and pulled out a sachet.
"Jiu'er, this is the smell, smell it."
Feng Jiuer took the sachet and handed it to Duan Liuyang.
She was not interested in flowers, but in Tianya Peak and sulfur.
She is interested in anything related to Tianya Peak.
If there really is sulfur on another mountain peak, will she become rich again?
Feng Jiu'er likes money, it's not something that happens in a day or two. Now that she has so many brothers in her hands, she must be richer.
And sulfur not only represents money, it is also a very powerful tool for them to fight against Feng Qiongcang.
Duan Liuyang took the sachet and nodded: "That's it, Jiu'er, that's the smell."
"Yes, it was originally a very fragrant flower, but it lost its fragrance after leaving the mountain, and it didn't look so beautiful. It's really hard to understand." Shen Ronger responded softly.
Feng Jiuer's doubts also lie here. Since the situation on both sides is the same, there must be something special in the mountain.
Could it be sulfur? Did sulfur affect the growth of this flower?
No matter what, there must be a reason.
As long as there is a slight chance, Feng Jiuer doesn't want to let it go.
"Rong'er is free now, can you take us to see it?" Feng Jiu'er already felt like she was in the mountains.
"Yes." Shen Ronger agreed without thinking.
"City Lord, do you want to go now? I'll let the carriage in." Old Shen asked.
"Okay." Feng Jiuer looked at Old Shen, "Thank you very much!"
The carriage arrived soon, and on the way back, there was Shen Ronger in the carriage.
Shen Ronger no longer needs crutches, and the smile on her face is a little brighter.
She and Duan Liuyang hit it off immediately.
In addition, Xiaoying, who has been dealing with flowers and plants, and her apprentice Yue Qinchun, the carriage became lively in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Old Shen and the driver brought the seven women to the mountainside.
When the carriage stopped, Feng Jiuer stood up, was the first to open the curtain, jumped up, and got off the carriage.
Looking around at the green trees and flowers, she slightly curled her lips.
Today, I was thinking a little too crazy about money.
However, even if you don't come, you can come. It's okay to come and wash your lungs.
"Let's go." Feng Jiuer turned back and looked at everyone.
The orange-red sunshine shone on her delicate and perfect little face, making her look even more beautiful.
"When we go back, I'll treat everyone to hot pot."
After saying a few words, she turned around with a smile and walked into the forest.
