At the same time, the head of the He family, who had arrived at the city lord's mansion early, did not dare to disturb him, and could only wait outside for him to wake up by himself.

It was not until half an hour later that Feng Jiu woke up and remembered that he was going to the He family to help the young master of the He family treat him today, so he got up to wash up. After a while, he left the yard and called Duan Ye, and told someone to bring some breakfast and wait for Duan Ye while eating.

After another half an hour, the two of them went forward after eating. When they arrived at the front yard, they saw the head of the He family hurriedly greeting him.

"Ghost Doctor."

"Sorry, I'm getting up late." She said apologetically.

"No, it's because I'm coming too early." The head of the He family said hurriedly, looking at the boy in red in front of him, and said respectfully: "Ghost Doctor, the carriage is ready. The ghost doctor and Duan Gong should get on the carriage!"

"Yes." Feng Jiu nodded and walked out with him.

The two got into a luxurious carriage, and the head of the He family rode his horse in front of him. Some unknown people were surprised to see this scene and secretly started to inquire.

About half an hour later, when he arrived at He's mansion, Mrs. He took her people outside the door early. When she saw them coming, she hurriedly greeted them. After saluting, she invited them into the room.

"Ghost Doctor, this is my Honger's yard. Because he is inconvenient in legs and feet and cannot get out of bed, he has not been able to come out to greet him. Please don't be surprised by the ghost Doctor." The head of the He family said.

"No." Feng Jiuwei shook her head and walked into it.

As soon as she entered, a smell of medicine flew into her breath, and a dead air filled the entire air. She knew that the person was almost dying without looking at it.

"Open the windows and doors for ventilation." She signaled.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. He hurriedly asked someone to open the door and window, and came to the bedside with Feng Jiu: "Hong'er, this is the ghost doctor, Mr. Feng, please see Mr. Feng quickly."

"I have seen Mr. Feng, but I have not gotten out of bed to greet you. Please don't blame Mr. Feng."

Fengjiu's eyes fell on the man lying on the bed. The man was about twenty-five years old, with a thin and pale face, and his words were breathless and weak. The opposite of his pale face was his lips, which were red and as bright as fire.

Seeing this, she nodded slightly: "Let me look at your legs!"

Hearing this, the head of the He family stepped forward and lifted the quilt on his son. The person under the quilt was only wearing a pair of short inner pants, his legs were swelling, and his skin was dark and red.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jiu's brows slightly condensed, stepped forward and reached out to explore the temperature of his legs. Sure enough, it was as hot as fire when touched. She frowned and looked at his legs, pondered for a moment, and said, "Release his shirt."

"Okay." The head of the He family responded quickly, lifted up his son's shirt, and then looked at Fengjiu, but did not dare to disturb him. Even though he was anxious, he just looked quietly.

Feng Jiu glanced at his abdomen and pressed it again. Seeing the man's face showing pain, he withdrew his hand and said, "The fire poison has been attacking upwards. At this time, the fire poison in his internal organs is already everywhere. If it cannot be treated within three days, he will definitely die."

When Mrs. He heard her legs weakened and begged: "I'm asking the ghost doctor to save my son, I'm asking the ghost doctor, I'm just such a son..."
Chapter completed!