I don't know the depth of the fog, fire lotus red

"Then let's go, this one." Si Xianfeng looked at Shang Kuo and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Danqing, this way..."

Hua Ling was a little puzzled, and felt that Si Xianfeng seemed to be a little jealous of Shang Kuo, but he couldn't tell why, he just thought it looked a little strange.

The four people first came to a small farmyard. In front of the house, Si Xianfeng said to the three people, "This is the family I met at the beginning, and the one who was bewitched was their daughter." The three followed Si Xianfeng to the place. Outside the fence, a middle-aged woman in a dark red dress was feeding the chickens. When she heard someone talking, she looked up. Her brows were filled with joy on her dejected expression. She threw aside the dustpan containing the grain and yelled. "Benefactor, it's benefactor." At the same time, a farmer in blue clothes came out of the house, and when he saw Si Xianfeng, he ran over anxiously.

The woman opened the fence for them "Come in, come in and sit"

The farmer came over and invited the four of them to go inside, and said to Si Xianfeng, "I didn't expect the benefactor to come."

Seeing the enthusiasm of this family, Hua Ling looked at Shang Yu with some puzzlement.

"What method should this national teacher have used to save their daughter?" Shang Yu turned his head and said to Hua Ling.

Si Xianfeng said to the two: "You don't need to do that, I came here to see if your daughter is feeling better? These three are friends who came with me."

"Hello, Uncle, Auntie." Hua Ling greeted the two of them obediently.

Shang Yu didn't even want to move his expression, Xin Na was too lazy to talk to these ordinary people.

Seeing that they didn't look like ordinary people, the two didn't dare to talk too much.

"It's better, it's better." The woman wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and said to Si Xianfeng, "Thanks to you for saving my daughter, she is much better now. "

"Can I go and have a look?" Si Xianfeng asked.

"Oh! Oh good! Inside please!"

Four people entered the house together with the husband and wife.

They led the four people to a room facing east and stopped. The peasant woman said to the four people, "She just fell asleep, and she often feels sleepy these days." She slowly lifted the curtain for the four people.

Inside the room, Hua Ling saw a young girl lying on the bed, but her face was a little pale.

The woman choked with sobs and said, "After she regained her senses, she was a little weak, but she was much better than when she first became ill." After a few words, the woman's tears flowed down. Take out the veil and hand it to the woman, "It's clean, don't be too sad"

The handkerchief looked very delicate, so the woman didn't dare to take it, she wiped her face with her sleeve, and said to Hua Ling: "Young master, keep it for yourself."

Hua Ling took back the veil hesitantly.

"I'll take her pulse," Si Xianfeng said to the couple.

"Okay, okay..." The couple wanted Si Xianfeng to take a closer look. He left in a hurry after healed his daughter last time, and they didn't get his name and address, and they didn't expect to see each other again.

Si Xianfeng walked over and sat down by the bed, Hua Ling saw him stretch out the middle finger and index finger of his right hand on the girl's wrist.