After rebirth, the regent did whatever he wanted to her

Feng Qi raised his hand and touched the skinny wrist, looking at the old woman with some surprise.

Not only were the old woman's legs difficult to walk in, but they were often in excruciating pain. No wonder she was so tired.

When Feng Qi was taking the pulse, the father and son behind him tried not to shout or breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the miracle doctor.

After a moment, Feng Qi withdrew his hand and stood up. Prince Gong couldn't help but ask, "Divine Doctor, how is it?"

"This is probably the disease left over from falling into the water. Especially when it's cloudy and rainy, or in the beginning of winter, the pain in your legs is unbearable."

"And this time, it must be at least twenty years."

"The old lady was so depressed that she felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest."

As soon as these words came out, the old prince was so excited that his whole body was shaking, "Yes, that's right, what the miracle doctor said is absolutely correct!"

"Please, doctor, help my mother so that she can suffer less!" the man begged with a fist clasped.

"Yes, miracle doctor, we can agree to any request, even if it's just to suffer less," the old prince also said.

Neither the father nor the son thought that she could be cured.

"Oh~ Don't you need to cure it, just relieve the pain?" Feng Qi deliberately joked.

"No, what? You said you can cure it?" The old prince was a little shocked.

It’s not that he looked down on the girl in front of him, but for so many years, even the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless, so he really didn’t dare to hold too much hope.

"Of course, but..."

"Doctor, just tell me what you want. As long as you can cure my mother, we will agree to any condition." The man said anxiously.

The old woman on the bed's eyes lit up, then slowly dimmed.

"Don't worry, doctor. As long as you can cure my wife, in addition to the consultation fee, Prince Gong's Mansion will owe you a favor. If you need anything in the future, as long as it does not violate the principles of heaven and morality, we will definitely keep our promise." The old prince promised.

"Okay, please go out first. I want to give Madam acupuncture," Feng Qi said.

The father and son did not hesitate. They comforted the old woman on the bed and left the inner room.

"Madam, I will be giving you acupuncture on your chest and legs in a moment. Please forgive me if I am being reckless. The acupuncture may be painful, so please bear with it."

"Don't worry, miracle doctor. I have survived all these years." After saying this, he closed his eyes.

Feng Qi lifted the quilt, rolled up the old woman's trouser legs, unbuttoned her clothes, and picked up the golden needle from the medicine box next to her.

This golden needle was specially made a few days ago.

Feng Qi picked up the golden needles and inserted them into her legs and chest one by one, controlling her internal force and slowly impacting her acupuncture points.

After twenty years of torture, the old woman's body was like a dry earth, and Feng Qi's acupuncture was like a gentle drizzle, slowly nourishing her body.

After an incense stick of time had passed, Feng Qi took back all the golden needles, tidied her clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

"How do you feel, ma'am?"

The old woman on the bed opened her eyes and felt her body. Her breathing suddenly became smoother and her legs felt warm.

"Thank you, my Godly Doctor. I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time."

"I'll help you sit up for a while. You don't have to lie down all the time."

The old woman used her strength to stand up and lean against the bed.

"Your Highness, you can come in now," Feng Qi said to the outside of the door.

The father and son, who were waiting anxiously outside the door, immediately opened the door and walked in.

When they saw the person half leaning on the bed, both of them couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

"How does mother feel?" the man asked.

"It feels much more relaxed."

"That's good, that's good." The old prince was also happy.

"Here are two prescriptions. One is for internal consumption, and the other is for medicinal bath. I will come to give you acupuncture every three days." Feng Qi handed them the prescription he had just written.

"Thank you, miracle doctor. You are our benefactor," the old prince said gratefully after taking the prescription.

"Your Highness, you are welcome. The room should be ventilated by opening the windows, and Madam should go out to get some sun more often. This will help with recovery."

"Okay, okay, we'll all listen to the doctor."

"This is a small gift from us. I hope you will accept it, doctor." The man handed her a few silver bills.

Feng Qi was not polite and took it. "It's getting late. I'll take my leave first."

"Jing'er, go and see the miracle doctor off," the old prince instructed.

"Yes, yes, father, please come this way, the miracle doctor," the man said with a little respect.

Feng Qi said goodbye to everyone outside the mansion and left with Biyun.

At night, the entire sky was eerily gloomy, the only sound on the streets was the night watchman's drum, and every household had gone to bed early.

The sound of footsteps woke Feng Qi from her sleep.

"Miss," An Qi's voice sounded outside the house.

Feng Qi's heart sank suddenly, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

He stood up, picked up his outer robe, quickly opened the door, looked at the anxious An Qi and asked, "What's the matter?"

An Qi knelt down on the ground and said, "Miss, please save the master!"

Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat. He went back to his room, put on his clothes, picked up his medicine box, and without asking any questions, he immediately rushed to Prince Xuan's Mansion.

An Qi tried his best to catch up with her but failed.

Feng Qi used his Qinggong skills to rush to Prince Xuan's Mansion as quickly as possible, and followed the route he remembered to come to Cangwu Courtyard where Si Xuan lived.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a group of people immediately surrounded her. It was only because Shadow recognized her that they stopped fighting.

"Miss Feng, why are you here?" Shadow asked.

Feng Qi didn't waste time talking to him, "Get out of the way, where is your prince?"

Shadow knew that her master treated her differently from others, but her master's situation at the moment could not be known to outsiders.

"Miss Feng, is there anything wrong so late? Can you tell me?" Shadow said politely.

Just when Feng Qi's patience was almost running out, An Qi finally arrived.

"Boss, Miss Feng is the person you are looking for," An Qi said hurriedly.

Before Shadow could react, Feng Qi walked around him and into the room.

As soon as Feng Qi entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood. It was obvious that someone was seriously injured.

He suppressed the panic in his heart and quickly walked to the bedside. When he saw the person with his eyes closed and his chest stained with blood, his eyes turned red in an instant.

Shadow outside the door reacted and quickly followed in with An Qi.

"Miss Feng, please save our master," Shadow pleaded.

Feng Qi stepped forward to check the injury. There was a broken arrow stuck in his chest. The tail of the arrow had been cut off, leaving only the arrowhead deeply embedded in his chest.

The most troublesome thing is not the injury, but the poisoning. The blood flowing from the wound is blue-black.

"Miss Feng, you..."

"Shut up!"

Before Shadow could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Qi.

Feng Qi felt his pulse and found that his breath was so weak that it was almost undetectable.

Looking at the man's pale face and black lips, Feng Qi's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and the pain made her almost unable to breathe.

"What did you feed him?"