After the night. The crowd sat around a simple, low square table, and the woman in the blue dress brought the lit tea stove and placed it beside the square table. Then put the clean tea set on the table, and said with a humble face: "The little woman didn't expect that there would be a distinguished guest to visit the humble house today, and there was no tea ready, and there were only some inferior tea leaves at home that could not be graded, please don't apologize." ”

The corners of Feng Yang's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "Sister-in-law said this, it's too outward, I have been with my uncle on the big boat for nearly a month, and they are all old acquaintances, sister-in-law, please don't be polite to us anymore." Just as the woman in the blue dress was about to speak, Mei'er's melodious voice sounded first.

"Brother Yang, can we go to Uncle Zhou's house later?" Mei'er whispered to Feng Yang with a depressed expression. On the way here just now, I heard the middle-aged fisherman talk about Zhou Yue'e's bad experience, and I was very sympathetic. I really want to go over to see this miserable woman, and I hope Feng Yang can heal her.

"Do you want me to treat Uncle Zhou's daughter?" Feng Yang said with a light smile as he tilted his head sideways at Mei'er.

"Why, can't you?" said Mei'er, puffing out her cheeks.

"Okay, why not. Feng Yang said with a wink at Mei'er.

"Then we'll go now. Mei'er said as she jumped to her feet, pulled the wind up from the ground, and was about to walk out.

"The two distinguished guests have a cup of tea and go to Uncle Zhou's house. When the woman in the blue dress saw Mei'er pulling the wind and was about to walk out of the door, she spoke.

"No need, it's just right now, and I'm afraid that Uncle Zhou's daughter will go to sleep if it's too late. Mei'er looked back and smiled.

When the woman in the blue dress heard Mei'er say this, she nodded her head and said, "That's also true, Aunt Zhou's health is not good, and she went to bed relatively early." He thought in his heart: "It's better not to drink it, this tea lady spent six lines of money to buy half a catty." ”

"Childe, wait a minute, the little one will show you the way. The middle-aged fisherman said that he hurriedly got up from the ground, walked quickly to Feng Yang, made a gesture of please, and said respectfully, "Childe, please." ”

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After half a cup of tea, Feng Yang and the four of them came to Zhou Dahai's house. Zhou Dahai's house is also arranged in a zigzag, facing the door is three simple in a row, and on both sides is a low-point wing. At this time, the main hall in the center was lit up, and the auxiliary room on the left was faintly lit through the thick curtains.

"How can this be? Didn't you see each other more than a month ago? Child, did you give Xiao'e medicine on time?" Zhou Dahai's anxious voice came from the main hall.

"Old man, what are you talking about? Will the old man forget to cook medicine for Xiao'e? She is also my lifeblood!" said an old woman's voice with a crying voice.

"Old man, go and ask the doctor to come and have a look. Xiao'e didn't eat anything all day today, only drank a few bowls of soup and medicine, and nothing else!" said the old woman in a lamented voice.

When Mei'er heard this, she turned her head and looked at Feng Yang with a hopeful face and asked, "Brother Yang, can you heal Uncle Zhou's daughter?"

Feng Yang whispered with a solemn face: "I haven't seen Uncle Zhou's daughter yet, how do I know." It may be too late, though. He heard the conversation between Zhou Dahai and his wife just now, and guessed in his heart that Zhou Yue'e was probably at the point of running out of oil and running out.

The middle-aged fisherman knocked on the door and shouted, "Uncle Zhou, I'm Han Cheng, please come and open the door." I'll bring them over to see you. "His full name is Zhou Hancheng's distant nephew of Zhou Dahai.

As soon as Zhou Hancheng's words fell, Zhou Dahai opened the door of the main hall and trotted over, muttering: "Why is the son here, the little old man will open the door for you." ”

In the 'squeak', Zhou Dahai opened the door. As soon as he saw Feng Yang, he hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "Little old man has saluted Feng Gongzi, Miss Mei, and Tie Zhuang." ”

Feng Yang stretched out his hands to support Zhou Dahai's arms, and said loudly: "Uncle Zhou doesn't need to be polite, but we came here inexplicably and disturbed the peace of Uncle Zhou's family." ”

"There, there! Childe can come to the humble house because my ancestor burned high incense. Childe, Miss, Iron Strongman, please come in. Zhou Dahai stepped aside with a smile on his face and made a gesture of please.

Feng Yang smiled and gently held Mei'er's jade hand and walked through the door.

"Wife, hurry up and serve tea. Zhou Dahai saw Feng Yang's superb medical skills on the boat, and when he saw Feng Yang coming uninvited, he swept away the gloomy face just now, and Lao Huai smiled widely. I thought in my heart: "The sky really has eyes, let this miracle doctor come to my house, and my hard-working E'er will be saved." Wait a minute, I'll be begging my son to save my son!"

Zhou Dahai seemed to be ten years younger, and he jumped into the main hall with Feng Yang and the others, and let Feng Yang sit down on the guest of honor. Feng Yang didn't want to sit in the guest of honor seat at first, and he was humble again and again, and Zhou Dahai insisted on it again and again, so he had to sit on the guest of honor seat without being forced. Mei'er and others also took their seats in turn.

As soon as Mei'er sat down, she looked at Zhou Dahai impatiently and asked, "Uncle Zhou, is Ling Ai's body okay?"

When Zhou Dahai heard this, his face darkened, and he sighed and said, "Alas, just now the little old man was still worried about the little girl's illness." Then he sighed.

"Uncle Zhou, can you let this son see Ling Ai, maybe this son can do something for Ling Ai. Feng Yang said lightly without being humble or arrogant.

When Zhou Dahai heard this, the old man's face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly stood up and came to Feng Yang's body with a 'clang', knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Little Lao'er is here to worship Gongzi Xie." He kowtowed again and again.

Feng Yang didn't expect Zhou Dahai to react so much, so he quickly got up and helped Zhou Dahai up, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Zhou, don't be like this again, my son can't afford your gift." Besides, there is no guarantee that this son will be able to cure Ling Ai's illness. ”

"If even the son can't save my daughter's life, then the little girl's life is not good. The little old man will remember it all his life. ”

"Then let's go over and see how your daughter is?" Feng Yang said lightly.

"Good. Good. Childe, please come with the little old man. Zhou Dahai said a little incoherently.

Feng Yang nodded and followed Zhou Dahai to the auxiliary room on the left. 'Squeak' Zhou Dahai opened the door of the room, and a strong smell of medicine rushed to his nose. I saw a lamp on the table of the Eight Immortals facing the door, and next to the lamp, there was a bowl full of sixty percent of the decoction. On the right side is a large bed with a mosquito net, and from time to time there is a faint coughing sound from inside the large bed. Under the window opposite the big bed, there was a dresser, and on the dresser were more than a dozen boxes of jewelry, and bronze mirrors, these daughters' things.

Zhou Dahai walked lightly to the side of the big bed and carefully rolled up the mosquito net. A pale and bloodless, incomparably delicate face appeared in front of everyone. The head was full of black silk scattered on the pillow, a pair of phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and the cherry mouth was slightly open, panting, as if it could stop at any moment.