Hearing this, the old man quickly said gratefully: "Thank you Yan Guan. This is really a help! No matter whether my son can survive this catastrophe, the old man will bring gifts to come to thank you."
"The old man is serious." Yan Guanshi smiled, and handed two bottles of medicine to his hand, and said: "One bottle here is for internal injuries, and the other is for antidote. The old man quickly take it to General Feng, Yan XX stayed soon and left."
He said, then turned around and left.
The old man hurriedly asked the butler to send him out, while he took the potion and went to Feng Xiao's yard.
When he came to the room again, the room seemed to have been cleaned up, and the blood-stained robes on Feng Xiao on the bed had been replaced by Guan Xilin and Leng Hua, perhaps because the blood on his chest had been released. Although he was still in a coma, his breath was not as weak as before.
"Feng girl, how is your father? But, is there a worry about his life?" The old man came to Feng Jiu's side and asked worriedly.
Feng Jiu took a sip of the hot tea that was brought up in the cold, and took a sigh of relief before saying: "Grandpa, don't worry, there is no danger at the moment, but whether you can get out of the danger depends on whether you will get fever tonight. If you have a high fever, then you are afraid. There is life worry."
"Then what if you really have a high fever?" The old man's face was pale, and he felt his heart lifted tightly.
"I will be here tonight." She said softly, comforting: "Grandpa don't worry too much, it will be fine."
Hearing what she said, the old man didn’t say anything even though he was worried. Instead, he took out the two potions and handed them to her: “This is from the strict black market. One bottle is for internal injuries and the other is an antidote. But can it be used?"
Feng Jiu shook his head: "I have given Dad Dad Known Poison Pill and Jiuzhuan Inner Pill. The effect is much stronger than the medicine. Now you don't need to take other medicines. Take these two bottles of medicine, Grandpa!"
Guan Xilin on the side saw that her body was still stained with blood and hadn't been cleaned, so he said: "Xiao Jiu, I'll just keep it here. You can go back and change clothes first!"
"Well, girl Feng, you go back and change it first. We can just keep it here."
The old man looked at her tired look and said with pity: "You must rush back when you hear the news. It took less than an hour from Taohuawu to here, plus the treatment for your father. You must be exhausted. Come back after a change of washing! I'm afraid I can't do without you here at night."
"Well, I'll come here for a break later." She smiled, and when she got up to go out, she stopped and said, "Grandpa, don't make any publicity when I come back. I'll come back and talk later. Daddy was attacked."
The old man nodded and said, "Grandpa knows, I've already explained it, you can rest assured."
Hearing that, Feng Jiu went to his courtyard...
In the palace
"What? You said that the steward of the black market gave the medicine to Feng Xiao?" Murong Bo in the hall felt tight when he heard this, and he didn't even feel that his voice was a little higher.
Standing in the hall, Murong Yixuan saw a slight difference in his heart. He glanced at his father and nodded: "The child minister asked the strict management, he said he was entrusted by the ghost doctor before he left. Take more pictures of Feng's house."
Murong Bo stabilized his mind and asked, "Then Feng Xiao is out of danger now?"
"This child minister doesn't know it because he can't enter."
Hearing this, Murong Bo stood up and sighed: "It seems that I have to go there in person, otherwise, I will feel uneasy."