Duan Yingying moved her lips nervously, opened her mouth and shouted cautiously: "Feng, Feng Jiu?"
When the hoarse voice came out from her mouth cautiously, even though the hoarse voice was awkward, it still made her cry with excitement.
"I, I can speak? I, I can make a sound..." Holding Feng Jiu's hand tightly with both hands, he said with a trembling voice. The mood at this time was excited and joyful, unable to restrain himself.
Guan Xilin on the side laughed loudly: "It's nothing, Xiao Jiu said that if it can cure you, it will definitely cure you." He has great confidence in his sister's medical skills, and the pain that others cannot cure in this world , His sister will definitely be cured.
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Because you haven't spoken for a long time, your vocal cords will be hoarse, but don't worry, just eat more moisturizing things at that time, and your voice will gradually recover."
Duan Yingying nodded, her ears were not quite clear, and she felt a little bang, but she could hear clearly, for her, this was something she had not dared to expect before.
"Remember, don't talk in front of others, take your time to cook something that nourishes yin and dryness. There is a bottle of liquid medicine, and I take it three times a day." She took out a bottle of liquid medicine to her and confessed. Writing: "We expect to be back in the evening, you don't have to wait anymore."
After the confession, they went out together with Guan Xilin.Today, the treatment for that old man was in the ice cellar on the other side of the family, so I still got out.
When he arrived in the front yard, the Patriarch Duan, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Feng Jiu coming out with a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Master Feng, you are ready, you can go."
"Yeah." Feng Jiu nodded, walked out with him, got on the carriage prepared outside, and headed for another family together.
On the Meng family's side, Patriarch Meng waited outside the house because he knew they would be coming today. When he saw the carriage coming slowly, his gaze swept over the front and landed on the carriage behind.
Sitting there should be the boy in red with two Saint Master badges, right?
The carriage in front came to a halt. City Lord Duan came down earlier and smiled at Patriarch Meng, "Brother Meng, I'm bothering you today."
"Where is it." He smiled and said with his hands folded, and said: "The ice bed is ready, only waiting for you to come over."
Therefore, after the two were polite, Duan Chengzhu asked his unconscious father to be taken to the Mengfu Ice Cellar. On the back of the carriage, Guan Xilin took the lead and walked down with the curtain of the car. It was Feng Jiu in a dazzling red dress.
Although he knew that it was a young man, Patriarch Meng was still surprised when he saw the handsome young man in his twenties.It's really so small.
"This must be Young Master Feng." Patriarch Meng stepped forward and bowed his hand and smiled: "It's really famous than seeing it!"
Feng Jiu glanced at the person in front of him, smiled and nodded: "Patriarch Meng." City Lord Duan mentioned it to her.
"President Feng, please come inside." He gestured to ask him to enter, and then he noticed the mysterious man who was following him. He was slightly surprised and secretly looked at him.
Who is this person?Why would you come with them?Could it be that Young Master Feng's guard?It's just that, looking at the aggressive and captivating power, it doesn't seem to be the same.