When Sima Qu heard the discussion between the two, he felt panicked and couldn't help but stop listening. Even, he had the intention of retreating, and he wanted to hand over the gift to the housekeeper and slip away.

Seeing this, the housekeeper roared loudly: "I invited you to come here to diagnose and treat the young master, not to invite you to chew the root of your tongue." If you don't have real skills, you know how to break it, so don't get out quickly, if you let the county lord hear it, you won't break your legs. ”

His words really worked, and when the words fell, the two doctors ran away and disappeared.

He was embarrassed and saluted respectfully: "Lord Fu Yin, please come here." ”

Sima Qu's face was extremely ugly, and he always felt that the wind in this Feng Mansion made him uncomfortable. After a moment's hesitation, he followed in.

Without taking two steps, he squeezed out a gentle smile and asked, "Is your young master still not improving at all?" ”

The housekeeper shook his head helplessly and sighed: "As the saying goes: Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread." The treatment must also be gradual and not urgent. ”

"Yes."

As he spoke, he arrived at the door of Feng Bozhong's dormitory.

Since he had already reported it before, the housekeeper did not let Sima Qu wait outside, and directly led him into Feng Bozhong's bedroom.

There is a maid next to it, and the dormitory is full of smoke, giving people a feeling of black smoke and miasma. The air was filled with the smell of wormwood, and the smell of rotten flesh in the wormwood made the stomach extremely uncomfortable, and I felt nauseous and want to vomit.

Liu Yuwan was standing beside the couch, her face was haggard, her eyes were red, and it could be seen that she had just cried heartbreakingly.

Feng Bozhong's limbs were tied with ropes, which were tied to the four pillars of the wooden couch. Although he fell asleep with his eyes closed, his body was constantly struggling, the couch was shaken one by one, it was obvious that he was not sleeping well, although he was sick, his face was ruddy, and he looked slightly better than Liu Yuwan.

The housekeeper stepped forward and whispered, "County Lord, Lord Fu Yin has arrived." ”

His words brought Liu Yuwan back to her senses, and Liu Yuwan raised her head sharply to look at Sima Qu as if she had woken up from a dream, and said weakly: "Lord Fu Yin is here!" ”

"County Lord, Wan An!"

"Don't hurry up and move your seat to Lord Fu Yin."

When the maid heard the sound, she moved the stool behind Sima Qu.

After all, Liu Yuwan is a woman, and it stands to reason that he should let the Lu family come for this kind of dealings with women. But he just wanted to see it with his own eyes, so the ghost sent the god to come alone.

"County Lord, I don't know why I want to tie up Feng Gongzi like this?"

It is said that Feng Bozhong is suffering from a vicious disease, so since he is sick, shouldn't he take care of it? Why are patients still being abused in this way? He was puzzled.

"The doctor confessed that he had something on his body, and it was very itchy, and he was afraid that he would hurt himself."

"Feng Gongzi is young and strong, he must be able to come to Jitai, and you don't have to worry too much, county lord." Sima Qu was concerned about Feng Bozhong's situation, and forgot for a while that the gift he brought had not yet been presented, "Wei Chen has prepared some high-grade medicinal materials, hoping to do his best." ”

Liu Yuwan glanced at the mother-in-law waiting in the house, and the mother-in-law stepped forward to take the gift from Sima Qu.

"Borrowing the auspicious words of Lord Yin, I hope Zhong'er can ...... I was able to get through this hurdle safely. As she spoke, as she spoke, Liu Yuwan's eyes moistened again.

She looked at Feng Bozhong, who was struggling in pain even in her sleep on the couch, even if she knew that Sima Qu was there, she couldn't help but cover her face with a brocade and cry.

Due to the extreme itching on his body, Feng Bozhong was not able to sleep peacefully for a while. At this time, I still drank a lot of calming potions before I barely fell asleep.

Seeing Liu Yuwan like this, Sima Qu didn't know what to say, so he could only respond with a worried expression.

Feng Bozhong suddenly woke up and began to howl frantically again.

"Mother, please, please let go of your son, my son can't stand it anymore......"

His desperate shouting frightened Sima Qu from the stool, his legs weak.

Feng Bozhong's eyes were blood-red, his screams were deafening, and his painful and hideous expression was like a mad beast.

"Ah...... I can't stand it, I can't stand it......" He roared, and the whole room seemed to tremble.

Sima Qu couldn't believe how a weak scholar could become like a fierce beast.

He was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Where is this infection? It's clear that you're going crazy.

When the words fell, Feng Bozhong bit his tongue, and the torture of the illness made him feel painful. He wanted to die, to end this inhuman life as soon as possible.

The housekeeper shouted: "County Lord, it's not good, the young master wants to bite his tongue and kill himself." ”

"Quick, quick, stop him." Liu Yuwan was so anxious that she pounced.

The house was in a mess, Sima Qu was a little caught off guard, stunned, not knowing if he could change it or not, and reached out to help.

The housekeeper was in a hurry, and stepped forward in time to pinch Feng Bozhong's mouth, so that the tragedy could not be staged.

"Someone, go get a doctor." Liu Yuwan didn't care to greet Sima Qu and shouted loudly.

Ordered, one of the maids hurried out of the room.

The housekeeper hurriedly asked people to find a clean Jinpa and blocked Feng Bozhong's mouth to prevent him from looking for a short time again.

Liu Yuwan was so frightened by Feng Bozhong that she completely collapsed, she collapsed beside the couch, grabbed Feng Bozhong's hand tightly, and said in a somewhat trembling voice: "Zhong'er, why are you so stupid? If you die, what will you let me do? ”

In an instant, she burst into tears, what dignified and virtuous, what kind of appearance, she completely left behind.

Sima Qu pestle was there and watched a big drama of mother-son love. Of course, he also saw Feng Bozhong's exposed skin due to the struggle, and he was so frightened that he turned his face away.

His skin was ulcerated, like carrion, the flesh was blurred, and pus was still flowing out, and his stomach was tumbling and he almost vomited on the spot.

In addition to the extreme discomfort in his stomach, his mood also moved, and his heart felt pity.

After Liu Yuwan's mood eased down a little, he said goodbye.

Coming out of Feng Bozhong's dormitory, he was entangled, and his mind was very confused. Under the guidance of the butler, he walked out worriedly.

As soon as he came out of the gate of the Feng Mansion, he saw an old man dressed as a warlock, standing at the foot of the steps in front of the door, looking at the horizontal flat on the gate of the Feng Mansion without squinting.

The old man was full of white temples, wearing a white robe, holding a whisk of dust in his hand, and standing with his brows tightly locked.

Sima Qu passed by him, and couldn't help but look at it twice, he always felt that this Taoist priest was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The butler who was in charge of sending him out saw him get into the carriage and go away, and then turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

At this time, the old Taoist priest spoke: "Good lord, please stay!" ”

Hearing this, the butler turned his head and glanced around, and asked suspiciously, "Master, are you calling me?" ”

"Exactly." The old Taoist priest returned, bent down with one hand and saluted: "Your mansion is covered with dark clouds, and there must be evil chaos in the mansion." ”

"Go and go, where did the Jianghu warlocks come from, they have been deceived to eat and drink here." The butler waved his hand to make a driving motion, turned around and wanted to leave.

This kind of charlatan warlock with a mouth full of charm, he can see a lot more, with a clever mouth, he cheats and cheats everywhere.

The old Taoist priest asked urgently: "Is there anyone in your mansion who is infected with a strange disease today?" ”

Hearing this, the housekeeper laughed disdainfully: "Haha! In this Luoyang City, even a three-year-old child knows that my Young Master Feng Mansion is sick. Your deception is inevitably too distracting. ”

"Your young master's evil illness can only be cured by the poor way. The poor road is only for doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and does not take a penny. ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he looked thoughtful, and only after a long time did he ask tentatively, "Can you really cure it?" ”

"Poor people don't dare to speak falsely."

"Do you really want to take a penny?"

"Money is like dung, but merit is unattainable."

"Okay, you wait, I'll go in and report." With that, the housekeeper hurried into the house.

He pondered, anyway, he didn't take a penny, even if he couldn't cure it, it wouldn't have any effect. Moreover, now all the doctors in Luoyang say that there is no medicine stone, and this can be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor!

Liu Yuwan was almost desperate, and when she heard what the housekeeper said, she had never believed in ghosts and gods, so she asked the housekeeper to invite the old Taoist priest to come in without thinking about it.

Even the imperial doctor in the palace said that there was no doctor in the medicine stone, and she had no other way, even if there was a glimmer of hope, she was unwilling to let it go.

She agreed with the housekeeper that it was better to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor than to watch Feng Bozhong suffer here.

Soon, the butler led the old Taoist priest into Feng Bozhong's dormitory.

The old Taoist priest walked to the couch, and his wide sleeves brushed lightly over Feng Bozhong's face. Feng Bozhong, who was still struggling with his blood-red eyes open, immediately quieted down.

There is a peculiar aroma in the air, which is very light, but it smells pleasant and pleasant.

Liu Yuwan, who was waiting next to the couch, saw Feng Bozhong quiet down and burst into tears. For days, she had been in tears, and she seemed to have forgotten how to laugh, and her smile was so reluctant and ugly.

The old Taoist priest reached out and took off the towel on Feng Bozhong's mouth.

Feng Bozhong opened his mouth slightly and said, "Mother! ”

"Huh!" Liu Yuwan responded with tears in her eyes, "Zhong'er, do you feel better?" ”

"Much better."

Hearing this, Liu Yuwan immediately grabbed the old Taoist's arm and begged: "Master, please, save Wu'er, I will thank you heavily!" ”

The old Taoist priest pulled his arm away with some uneasiness, and said, "The good master is a little restless, since the poor Taoist said that he wants to be saved, he will definitely not say anything." He stroked his gray beard, "However, the poor road can only be saved for a while. If the good lord wants his relatives to be smooth in the future, he has to do what the poor Tao commands. ”

"As long as my son can be safe and smooth, I can do whatever I want, even if I scatter all my family wealth."

Hearing that Feng Bozhong was saved, Liu Yuwan didn't think about it, and immediately agreed.

"Okay, what the poor Dao said next, I'm afraid that it would be better for the good lord to listen to it alone, and it will also bother the good lord to get rid of the idle people."

After the words fell, Liu Yuwan hurriedly sent the maid and wife out of the room, leaving her alone in the house.

The maids and ladies did not dare to go far, closed the door, and waited under the porch.

Maiden A muttered in a low voice: "Look at that Taoist priest, he looks deceived and deceived." The young master is terminally ill, and he can really be cured. ”

Maiden B replied: "A dead horse should be a live horse doctor!" Even the imperial doctor said that there is no doctor in the medicine stone, even if it can't be cured, can the county lord still cure him? ”

Maiden C said, "This disease is not contagious, is it?" ”

An old woman seemed to hear a few maids talking, and threw an angry look, and several maids immediately shut up.