"I also want to know what happened to the Wang family leader?"

Feng Jiu's gentle voice came from behind. The two of them followed the sound and saw Feng Jiu in red and Leng Shuang in black walking in.

"Feng, Miss Feng... are you still here?" The head of the Wang family took a step back, but when he thought of Feng Jiu's identity, a surprise appeared in his eyes. He plopped forward and knelt forward: "Miss Feng, please save me, I don't want to be like them."

"You wait! I'll ask you again later." Fengjiu said, walked inside and said to Wang Yu: "Take me to meet your grandfather."

"Okay." Wang Yu responded, glanced at his father, and then led Feng Jiu in.

The ancestor of the Wang family was lying on the bed inside, and was completely haggard. He listened to the sound outside and was anxious. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't even sit down until he saw Feng Jiu coming in.

"The ghost doctor...it's really great to see you again."

Feng Jiu smiled and said, "But I didn't expect that when I saw you again, what I saw was not your advancement in strength, but your dying and haggard appearance."

Leng Shuang brought a chair next to the bed. After Feng Jiu sat down, she reached out to help him take his lower pulse and said, "It seems that the demon cultivator who hurt you is not low. It is not easy for you to last until now." As she spoke, she withdrew her hand and signaled: "Help your grandfather sit up."

"Okay." Wang Yu immediately stepped forward and helped his grandfather up and sat down.

Feng Jiu turned his palms and a breath of spiritual power flowed into his body, helping him repair the wounds in his body. After a while, he withdrew his hand and took out the silver needle to prick the ** position. After the blood stasis in his body was dissolved, he signaled him to help him lie down.

"You should have a medicine to remove blood stasis now, right? Just drink it according to that prescription. I don't need to prescribe it too much. It will get better after a few days of recuperation." Feng Jiu said, standing up.

"Ghost Doctor, what's wrong with my son? Did something happen to him?" He was still thinking about his son outside, wondering what happened to him?

Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Your body is not suitable for worrying now. Don't worry about other things. Take care of the injury first! He has nothing to do, so I'll ask him something."

As she said that, she looked at Wang Yu and said, "Take good care of your grandfather."

"Yes." Wang Yu responded, and when he sent them out, his eyes naturally fell on his father.

"Master Wang, let's find a place to chat!" Feng Jiu said, and walked out.

Seeing this, the head of the Wang family said to Wang Yu, "Take good care of your grandfather." As he said that, he followed Feng Jiu.

When they arrived at the main courtyard, Feng Jiu looked at the head of the Wang family and asked, "Do you have any wounds on your body? Or, did you touch something when you went out a few days ago?"

The head of the Wang family was stunned, paused, and then said, "I took the team to patrol a few days ago and was scratched by a demon cultivator." He untied his coat and pulled it down, revealing his already black and purple arm.

Looking at the arm, Feng Jiu frowned slightly: "It turns out that the demonic energy on your body is emitted from this. No wonder it is different from ordinary demon cultivators, but how could this happen?"
Chapter completed!