Chapter 3225 The First Person

Feng Jiu stood not far away and watched, while listening to the discussion of the people around, watching the old woman begging, the people in the drugstore were indifferent, watching the sky was getting dark, and the people around were dispersing one after another. Only the old woman was left crying and begging, and then she stepped forward on crutches.

"What's wrong with your son?" Feng Jiu asked, looking at the sad and desperate old woman.

When the old woman heard the voice, she looked up and saw a man like a beggar, she wiped away her tears, her voice was hoarse and weak, and there was despair and death in her eyes: "I don't know what the disease is, the doctor If we can't find it out, no one is willing to save him, no one is willing to help us..."

At this moment, she was already thinking that if her son died, she would also die with her. Anyway, if all her relatives died, it would be meaningless for her to live as an old woman.

"I can save him, show me!" Feng Jiu said, reaching out to help the old woman up.

Perhaps she was at the point of despair. When she heard this, the old woman's eyes lit up: "Can you save my son? Are you a healer? No, no, you must be an immortal with great abilities, you must be hiding something. The dew fairy."

She seemed to comfort herself, as if she wanted to give herself the last hope. She did not question Feng Jiu's identity and ability. On the contrary, she regarded her as a hidden healer and an immortal who could save her son.

In this way, she took Feng Jiu home, and after Feng Jiu followed the old woman, a middle-aged man walked out of the pharmacy, shook his head, looked at the direction they were leaving, and sighed: "I will. Who can save the dead?"

The second in the store also came out, glanced at the person who was far away, and said with a smile: "Doctor Lu, that beggar actually said that he could be saved, I guess he wanted to settle down! Who in this city doesn't know about Doctor Lu? You are the most skilled in medicine, how can a beggar save someone who even you can’t heal?”

On the other side, Feng Jiu followed the old woman back home, and saw that it was a simple small courtyard with a lot of messy things piled up in the courtyard. There were several rooms in the small courtyard, and the old woman took her in. In one of the rooms, I came to the man lying on the bed.

"He's my son, immortal. Hurry up and show my son. You must save my son. He is a filial child. If he dies, what's the point of me, I'm alive!"

The old woman was weeping and crying, her voice was sad and helpless, it was the despair of an old mother, and the desperation of asking for help made her want to die.

Feng Jiu comforted and said, "Don't worry, I'll help him take a look first, and bring me a basin of clean water!"

"Okay." The old woman responded, wiping away her tears as she walked out.

Feng Jiu first glanced at the person on the bed, and saw that it was a man in his thirties with a strong physique, but now the whole person was too thin to be human-shaped, and he was lethargic and his breath was extremely weak.

After she checked her pulse, she was slightly surprised and took her hand back. The old woman also came in with clean water, so she washed her hands in the clean water and asked, "He is on a mission. Then it became like this?"

The old woman nodded again and again: "Yes, this happened because of a mission. My son has been in the mercenary team for many years, and he was injured a little before, but it was never as serious as this time."