When Feng Nineteen woke up the next day, Mu Weixian really hadn't woken up yet, hugging the quilt, his face was peaceful.

Feng Jiu checked his pulse, but he didn't hear anything, so he opened the curtain and went out.

After she left, the curtain fell, and the sleeping man opened his eyes and touched his wrist, as if he could still feel the temperature, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his long eyelashes hung down, making it difficult to see the thoughts in them, and finally he scooped up the quilt and closed his eyes.

Feng Nineteen went out, because it was too early, Xiao Liu, who had always served Mu Weixian, had not yet gotten up, so he went to the kitchen first.

The cook and the helper were busy working, and when they saw her come in, they were a little surprised: "Young lady, is this hungry?" I've just boiled hot water, why don't you roll a bowl of egg soup first? ”

Feng Jiu shook his head and refused: "No, I'll cook something." ”

How dare the cook let her start, and hurriedly said: "What do you want to eat, just say it, we people are on call at any time." ”

Feng 19: "I want to cook medicine." ”

The cook was stunned, only to realize that Feng Shijiu did not come in empty-handed, she also carried a small bag of things in her hand, and the bag was very sloppy, as if she grabbed it casually when she went out.

"Boiled medicine?" The cook checked with her.

Feng 19 said: "I want to cook soothing soup." ”

The cook didn't know what happened last night, so naturally she didn't know why she wanted to cook this, but since the boss said yes, then she wouldn't refuse, and immediately said, "I'll cook this, just wait." ”

Feng Jiu had never cooked this before, and he had no experience, so he handed over the medicine to her.

She had picked these medicines from the mountains, dried them herself or dried them in the shade, and to be honest, it was the first time they came in handy.

The cook actually wanted to say no, their kitchen ingredients were enough, and the soothing soup didn't have to be medicated, but seeing her serious face, she didn't dare to speak, so she took it obediently.

It's been half a year since we got along, who doesn't know that although this young lady is ugly, she has a big temper and acts very wildly.

Having witnessed the people in the village being rectified and subdued, the cook was so afraid of Feng Nineteen that she didn't dare to have any opinions, and she was more serious than the old man of the master's family.

After all, the old man doesn't beat people.

Naturally, he didn't know that the cook was muttering in her heart, Feng Shijiu turned around and went out, but rarely went out to exercise, but found someone who was playing chess in Changxuan not far away, and said to the two who were slowly recovering their energy: "Mu Weixian seems to have suffered an internal injury and needs to call a doctor." ”

The old man was pinching the chess pieces, but when he saw Feng Nineteen walking straight over, he was still a little flustered in his heart, until he heard her speak, and he was stunned: "What? ”

Did the killer hurt his grandson?

Feng Shijiu patiently repeated.

The old man was not calm, and stood up directly: "Is this true? ”

Then he asked, "What's going on?" ”

Feng Jiu nodded first, then shook his head.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the old man was worried about his grandson, so he was a little anxious, and smashed the ground with a cane: "What kind of dumb riddle, you are talking!" How did he suffer internal injuries! ”

Feng Jiu glanced at him and said calmly, "I don't know." ”

She is more suspicious than the old man, she has grown so big, and it is the first time she has seen someone with internal injuries out of thin air, could it be that Mu Weixian is actually very uncomfortable in his heart, and he has internal injuries?

Not really!

The old man saw that she couldn't say anything, and he had a cold face, only thinking that she was perfunctory and her face was not good-looking, so he turned around and went to see the situation in person.

Feng Jiu called to stop people: "He's sleeping, don't disturb him." ”

The old man replied angrily: "What to sleep in, how to sleep is important to the body!" ”

"You're not a doctor, you can't heal people, and you've got rid of disturbing dreams, what can you do?" Feng Nineteen was very puzzled.

"......" The old man was silent, choked for a while, but he had to admit that what she said made sense.

Uncle Jiang was still reliable, and hurriedly called someone to invite Dr. Niu over.

The person he called was the third child, and he was confused at the moment, not knowing why their young master was injured internally.

I didn't hurt him last night, not to mention whether the killer dared to touch him, only that Feng Shijiu was fierce at that time, and he protected people well, and he was completely unharmed!

The third child called a housekeeper to run errands for him, and then stared at Uncle Jiang, confused.

After all, the old man still didn't resist his concern, and went to see his grandson's situation in person, originally wanting to wake people up and ask, but Feng Shijiu stared at the side, although he didn't say a word, but the old man didn't dare to make a sound.

Not only is he a little speechless, this is his grandson, can he still harm him?

In fact, Feng Jiu just felt that it was not good to disturb people's dreams, as a killer, she was often called up in the middle of the night to perform tasks, and she repeatedly wanted to go crazy, but it was not easy to scold her boss, so she could only endure it, feeling very unhappy.

And Mu Wei is an idler, there is nothing for him to do, just sleep until he wakes up naturally, why do you call him up?

I don't know her inner thoughts, the old man only thinks that she is protecting the calf, protecting her to the point of madness, and it is relieved and complicated for a while.

It's naturally a good thing that she can think of her grandson like this, but ......

Shaking his head, the old man sat on one side, waiting for Dr. Niu to come over.

After about a stick of incense, Dr. Niu was brought over, and as soon as he got off the horse, his legs were still weak, and he was almost driven in by the family.

Originally, because the shepherd's family invited someone to come to the door early in the morning, and he was so eager, he couldn't think well, and when he entered the house, he found that the room was full of people, and his heart sank.

Is this a funeral?

But he saw the old man sitting on the side again, and realized that something was wrong, and the old man was not sick?

Feng Jiu answered his doubts and opened the curtain and hung it up: "Last night, he suddenly said that he had a heartache, you can help see what is wrong with him." ”

Doctor Niu was startled, the heartache was not a mild illness, and he didn't care about etiquette, so he picked up Mu Weixian's wrist and began auscultation.

Half-loud, Dr. Niu looked serious.

After that, as if he had diagnosed something, Dr. Niu pressed his finger down again, this time closing his eyes.

Outside, a group of people waited anxiously.

"Doctor Niu, how's it going?"

Doctor Niu slowly opened his eyes and shook his head.

The old man's tears were about to fall: "Please also ask Dr. Niu to take a look at my grandson again, in my life, just this one grandson, can't let him have an accident......"

The old man's voice was miserable and his appearance was pitiful, and anyone who saw it would have to be soft-hearted.

However, Dr. Niu shook his head.

The old man was suddenly full of despair and puzzlement, not knowing how things could have happened to such a point.

He ordered the killer to go over, but it was the assassination of Feng Nineteen, and it had nothing to do with his grandson, but Feng Nineteen was alive, but his grandson was ......

Dr. Niu finally spoke: "I don't see anything wrong with him. ”

The old man's face was suddenly sad, and he made a strange sound: "Gah? ”