At the same time, Patriarch He, who had come to the City Lord's Mansion early to wait, was afraid to disturb him, and could only wait outside for him to wake up.
It was only half an hour later that Feng Jiu woke up, remembering that he was going to the He family to help Young Master He family to see a doctor, so he got up to wash, and soon went out of the yard and shouted Duan Ye, and ordered someone to serve it earlier Come over and wait for Duan Ye while eating.
After another half an hour, the two people who had eaten went forward and came to the front yard. They saw Patriarch He hurriedly greeted them.
"Ghost Doctor."
"Sorry, I got up late." She said apologetically.
"No, no, I came early." Patriarch He said hurriedly, looking at the red-clothed boy in front of him, respectfully said: "Ghost doctor, the carriage is ready, this ghost doctor and Duan Gong are on the carriage! "
"Yeah." Feng Jiu nodded, and walked out with him.
The two got into a luxurious carriage, and Patriarch He rode a horse to lead the way. Some people who didn't know saw this scene, they were a little surprised and secretly inquired.
About half an hour later, when we arrived at Hefu, Mrs. He waited with people outside the door early, and hurriedly greeted them when they arrived. After the salute, she invited them inside.
"Ghost doctor, this is my Hong'er's yard, because he has inconvenient legs and feet, and can't get out of bed, so he couldn't come out to meet him. Please don't be surprised if you ask the ghost doctor." Patriarch He said.
"No." Feng Jiu shook his head slightly and stepped inside.
Once inside, a smell of medicine rushed into the nose, and the whole air was filled with a dead breath. You don't need to look at her to know that this person is already dying.
"Open the windows and doors for ventilation," she gestured.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. He hurriedly asked Feng Jiu to open the doors and windows, and went to the bedside with Feng Jiu: "Hong'er, this is the ghost doctor Master Feng. I will see Master Feng soon."
"I have seen Young Master Feng, but I couldn't get out of bed to see him, so please don't blame Young Master Feng."
Feng Jiu's gaze fell on the man lying on the bed. The man was about twenty-five years old. His face was thin and pale, and his speech was angry and weak. The opposite of his pale complexion was his lips, which were red as fire.
Seeing this, she nodded slightly: "Let me take a look at your legs!"
Hearing this, Patriarch He stepped forward and lifted the quilt on his son.The person under the quilt only wore a pair of short underwear, his legs were swollen to the heart, and his skin was black and red.
Seeing this scene, Feng Jiu's brows constricted slightly, and he stepped forward and reached out to check the temperature of his legs. Sure enough, it was as hot as a fire at the touch of it.She frowned and looked at his legs, thought for a moment, and said, "Pull up his coat."
"Good." Patriarch He hurriedly responded, lifting his son's shirt, and then looking at Feng Jiu, but didn't dare to disturb him, even though he was anxious, he just watched quietly.
Feng Jiu glanced at his abdomen and pressed it down again. Seeing that the man showed pain on his face, he withdrew his hand and said, "The fire poison has already attacked. At this time, the fire poison in his internal organs has spread all over. If there is no treatment within the sky, you will undoubtedly die."
As soon as Mrs. He heard her legs softened, she cried and begged, "Ask a ghost doctor to save my son, please ask a ghost doctor, I'm just such a son..."
"Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with me." She comforted, and said to Patriarch He: "Patriarch He will come out with me! I need some medicine, Patriarch He will help me get it as soon as possible."