My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

He has a passionate personality, and there is nothing Yang Feng can do about it.

In fact, Murong Wan may not have been here for a long time.

After she sat down with Yang Feng, she asked, "Uncle Third, how is my aunt's health?"

"It's still the same. It got worse in the past two days. Lao Huang said whether she can survive this year depends on her own luck."

When Murong Zhengde talked about this, his face became slightly calm.

Yang Feng was a little strange and said, "Auntie is not in good health?"

"You didn't tell my niece-in-law?"

Murong Zhengde looked strange.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

"Hey, our family is sometimes unlucky. My eldest sister-in-law, Xiaowan's mother, passed away early, and my second sister-in-law divorced early. The only one left in my family is still lying in the hospital bed. It’s really…”

Murong Zhengde sighed, then changed his expression and said, "That's all, let's not talk about it for now. We will have a celebration banquet here tomorrow, so you can come too."

"Well, then aunt..."

"It's okay. Even if she can't participate while she's lying in the hospital bed, she might be happy to hear that, right?"

Murong Zhengde smiled and said: "Anyway, after coming here for so many years, I think there will be a miracle."

He is very optimistic and has deep love for his wife.

In fact, Murong Zhengde's wife had completely become a vegetative state eight years ago.

But after so many years, Murong Zhengde became the third head of the family.

Not only has the divorce not been renewed, but the mother-in-law who takes care of the wife is also the first to see if there is a miracle in the wife's illness when she returns home.

Of course, every time he finished reading it, he would walk out of the room disappointed.

Yang Feng still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw such an optimistic person showing a hint of melancholy.

"How about... let me help you take a look?"

Yang Feng suddenly spoke at this time.

Murong Zhengde looked at him strangely and said, "Niece-in-law, do you know how to treat illnesses?"

"I know a little bit, but I'm not proficient."

Yang Feng said truthfully.

In addition to seeing the symptoms with his eyes, he has not yet learned the treatment method.

But after hearing this, Murong Zhengde said happily: "It's okay. Anyway, just treat it as my niece-in-law and my aunt."

"..."

Yang Feng was a little helpless.

But at this time, he was too embarrassed to correct Murong Zhengde.

Murong Wan also stood up at this time.

The three of them walked towards the inner room together.

In the room at this time.

The nurse aunt is caringly helping to clean up the room.

This spacious room was now kept spotless.

And on the hospital bed.

At this time, a woman with pale face and dry skin was lying.

She was already terminally ill, no longer as glorious as an ordinary person, and now she was in a little pain.

Murong Zhengde helped his wife pull up the quilt, wiped the sweat on her face, then sat down next to the hospital bed and said: "Actually, I also know that you can't be cured, but after all, you are going to become my Murong family's son-in-law in the future, so you should take advantage of the opportunity." When Shuqing still has breath, it can be regarded as a testimony."

He was very pessimistic, but he still brought Yang Feng in to see his wife.

In fact, think about it.

Given the identity of the Murong family, the doctors they will hire must be the best in China.

How could Yang Feng, at such a young age, treat a disease that they couldn't even treat?

"Shuqing, this is Yang Feng. He is extremely powerful. He may be our niece-in-law in the future."

Murong Zhengde seemed to be talking to his wife in a relaxed manner.

Yang Feng felt quite touched in his heart.

Although Murong Zhengde usually doesn't look serious, it has to be said that he does have a rare sincerity.

"How about it?"

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng.

She actually brought Yang Feng here on purpose because she knew that Yang Feng had good medical skills.

However, Luo Shuqing's condition is different from ordinary people's.

So even if Yang Feng couldn't cure it, she wouldn't be surprised at all.

Yang Feng looked at Luo Shuqing carefully.

It can be seen from the information in the eyes.

Luo Shuqing should also be an ancient warrior, and her strength is about that of an innate warrior.

Her illness had already spread throughout her body, and she looked like she had a very gloomy aura.

This breath should first penetrate the heart and then spread.

"She must have been injured by someone using special martial arts while fighting, right?"

Yang Feng suddenly asked.

Murong Zhengde was a little surprised and said: "Niece-in-law, you...could see it so quickly? Or did Xiaowan tell you before?"

You must know that the doctors who came to see you before have to wait at least some time to determine the general symptoms of the disease.

But Yang Feng could see it easily and directly.

"I can probably guess a little bit, and judging from the condition of the disease, it should have spread to the whole body. I'm afraid it's difficult to treat with conventional methods."

Yang Feng shook his head.

Murong Zhengde sighed and said: "Why don't I know this? Even when she first came back from a coma, we had actually invited a lot of doctors over, but this animal blood from Europe invaded the heart, and they also There is no way."

"Beast blood?"

"There are several kinds of superpowers in Europe, and the most common among them are those who rely on the inheritance of the blood of ancient beasts to practice, and the guy who fought against Shuqing is of the blood of a poisonous beast."

Murong Zhengde lowered his head and said, "Although I killed him later, Shuqing..."

He didn't say any more.

Today's events brought back memories of his past.

When Murong Wan saw her third uncle's appearance, she felt a little apologetic and said, "If it really doesn't work, forget it. Let Auntie rest well for a while, maybe she will get better in the future."

"Well, let's go out."

Murong Zhengde also stood up and prepared to leave together.

But at this moment, he discovered that Yang Feng next to him was motionless on the spot.

"I might try."

Yang Feng suddenly spoke.

Murong Zhengde looked at him and said in an unbelievable tone: "What did you say?"

"I said I could try to revive her."

Yang Feng repeated it again.

Only then did Murong Zhengde dare to be sure that there was nothing wrong with his ears.

He immediately grabbed Yang Feng's shoulders, as excited as grabbing a life-saving straw, and said: "Are you telling the truth?!"

When he was just talking, the nurse walked in from the door and reported: "Mr. Murong, Mr. Huang is outside."

"Old Huang? Just let him in."

Murong Zhengde said quickly.

When Yang Feng heard this word, he remembered that Murong Zhengde seemed to have mentioned this old Huang just now.

"He is a doctor who lives in Luo City. Some people here call him the Medical Sage of Luo City. I ask him to come often to see Shuqing's physical changes."

Murong Zhengde explained to Yang Feng, and then quickly said: "Xiao Feng, do you really have a way to save Shuqing? As long as you can save Shuqing, I..."

"Xiaowan and I are friends, so naturally we don't need anything in return. But I'm afraid I need my uncle to prepare some things before saving people."

Yang Feng interrupted his words of gratitude and his tone gradually became serious.