Chapter 9

Master Feng said again, "go out, Cheng ran. Come out with me."

"OK."

Feng Yanfei and Feng Siqi are very reluctant. They all think they can drive the woman out soon. Who knows, Feng moye actually helped her speak.

Feng Siqi is extremely unbalanced.

She is ready to tell Feng moye what she wants one day. As soon as he agrees, they can tell Grandpa about it immediately. Maybe they can agree immediately.

Who knows, I killed Cheng on the way and was pregnant with her.

After the others went out, Cheng ran was ready to follow them. As soon as she walked to the door, she seemed to think of something, and then turned back to the man in bed.

"I'll go out and come back later. You lie still."

Feng moye smiled bitterly: "I can't move either."

Cheng ran thought he was uncomfortable. He thought he had just helped himself through the difficulties, so he'd better comfort him.

In return.

"Well... I'll cure you as soon as possible."

Feng moye looked at her with sympathy in her eyes. He just sighed how poor the girl was.

Closing the door, Feng moye's eyes become more and more complex. Her calmness just now is almost beyond ordinary people. Either she is not an ordinary country girl, or she really knows some medical skills.

Cheng ran followed master Feng into the study. Master Feng pointed to the chair in front of him.

"Sit down."

Cheng ran thinks about giving Feng moye a needle. It's inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he politely refuses.

"No, Grandpa just say what he has."

She doesn't like beating around the bush. She's simple and clear. She likes it best.

Lord Feng didn't expect the girl to be so direct. He liked it deeply.

"Can you really cure ah ye?"

"I can't promise you soon, but I'll try my best. Ah... Your ah Ye's legs are strange."

Lord Feng frowned, "what does that mean?"

"For a long time, his leg has been given a medicine. I'm still checking this medicine, but the only thing I can tell you is that if this medicine is used all the time, it will eventually amputate him."

"What!" Master Feng's face suddenly changed. He was really frightened.

In Feng's house, someone dares to blatantly harm Feng's young master. Who is it?

Cheng ran didn't intend to tell master Feng that. She just said it because he was sincere for the good of Feng moye. Another thing is that as long as master Feng is willing to believe her, several letters of Siqi and Feng Yanfei can't hurt her.

She is also paving the way for her future peace at home.

"I don't know who it is. I shouldn't take care of it. I'm only responsible for curing Feng moye."

Lord Feng didn't know whether he should believe what the girl in front of him said, but with his countless eyes, he looked at Cheng ran and always felt that her temperament was different from ordinary people.

But she thought too much about her dress and appearance.

He suddenly remembered what Feng moye said just now. After all, he couldn't find a cure for Feng moye after inviting so many doctors. Now it seems that he can only rely on Cheng ran.

"Well, how long will it take you?"

Cheng ran frowned: "the fastest thing may take half a month. If it's slow, I can't guarantee it."

She is still analyzing what the medicine that kept him from getting well is.

When Lord Feng heard the deadline, his face became serious.

"Give you half a month to cure ye, or I'll have to treat you as a murderer."