In the quiet of the morning, when the sun had just risen into the sky, and the mist had not yet dissipated in the mountains, rivers, and forests, a looming manor stood there, surrounded by dense trees and tall pines, and the clouds and mist were entwined, like a fairyland. In such an extremely hidden manor, there lives a figure who is feared by the masters of the rivers and lakes and the noble lord family - the old man Qingfeng.

This person is good at medical skills, resourceful and resourceful, and his martial arts are not low, and he also knows how to use ingenious tricks and strange strange techniques. The apprentices are the number one in the ranks, whether in the rivers and lakes or in the gates of various countries, and Yu Wenyue is also one of them.

There is a stone room with a blue tile roof in the manor, and the room is now as warm as spring, and if it weren't for the snow on the trees outside, you would have thought that spring had come. There is a big brazier in the middle of the outer room in the room, and there is a hot medicine pot on the corner of the brazier, watching the medicine pot continue to smoke, and the fragrance of medicine wafts out of the can, and there is a little boy guarding the medicine next to him, who is supporting his head with his hands, dozing off. And there is a stone bed in the inner room, don't look at the stone bed is very ordinary, its practical hands will touch it, you will find this bed very warm.

At this time, there was a person lying on the bed, his face was pale, the frost was condensed on his eyelashes, his eyes were closed, and he was covered with a thick quilt.

At this time, the sound of pushing the door sounded, only to see that the person was an old man with a loving face and vicissitudes of life, full of white hair, white hair like snow was tied behind him by a simple hairband, and walked to the brazier with vigorous steps, raised his right hand, and knocked three times on the child's head, the child jumped up in pain, and screamed in his mouth. Press your hand on the place where you were just knocked.

"It hurts... Hurt... Hurt... Master, tap, tap. ”

"Mu Tong, let you guard Yue'er's medicine, you will know to doze off! Didn't you go to the kitchen again last night to steal food? Old man Aomine asked.

"No... No, Master. Who's accusing me of being a black man! I know, it must be Senior Brother Feihan. Mu Tong said indignantly.

"Is the medicine ready?" The old man Qingfeng looked at the medicine jar, fanned the mouth of the jar with his hand, and the medicinal fragrance entered his nose and smelled it.

"It's almost good, the medicinal power of the unicorn grass is still almost hot. I guess there will be an hour. Mu Tong pouted helplessly.

"Then you look at it so raw, don't fall asleep anymore!" After the old man Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked to the inner room.

"No, I know." Mu Tong grimaced at the back of the old man Qingfeng, stuck out his tongue, sat next to the medicine jar, and guarded the decoction.

The old man Qingfeng walked to the bed, sat on the bamboo stool, raised his hand to check Yu Wenyue's pulse, then took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, poured a red pill into his left hand, then tightened the cork, put it back in his sleeve, got up and leaned forward, changed the pill he had just poured out to his right hand, pinched Yu Wenyue's jaw with his left hand, and quickly threw the pill into his mouth with his right hand, and then let go of his left hand. This series of movements went smoothly without the slightest setback, and then sat back on the bamboo bench, looking at Yu Wenyue who was lying on the bed.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and I saw that Yu Wenyue's eyelashes were still covered with frost, but now they had disappeared and changed back to their normal appearance.

"Hmm... It's starting to work. The old man Qingfeng nodded, raised his hand and checked Yu Wenyue's pulse again, and then got up and walked towards the outhouse.

"Mu Tong, the teacher is going to dispense some medicine, you stay first." Old man Qingfeng looked at Mu Tong and said.

"I know, Master, you're so verbose." Mu Tong held the grass branch in his mouth, and said with his little face in both hands.

"Your baby is getting more and more unruly, and you will be punished for not eating meat for three days." Old man Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Don't, Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong." Mu Tong's eyes immediately glistened with tears, and he looked at the old man Qingfeng very aggrieved.

The old man Qingfeng turned around and walked out, ignoring Mu Tong who was pretending to be aggrieved on the side.