Just as he was about to follow, he saw Leng Shuang blocking in front of him.

"Third Prince, there are still many things to deal with in the Feng Mansion today. If you are not inconvenient to greet you, please ask me back too!"

After looking at him, Leng Shuang followed Feng Jiu and walked inside, completely ignoring the Murong Yixuan who was stunned.

However, the eight Fengwei on the side were full of interest. As far as they knew, Murong Yixuan was their eldest lady's fiancé, but depending on the situation, it was probably not going to happen soon.

"Come here and deal with the corpse!" A Feng Guard called a few guards and asked them to deal with the scene, and he strided inside.

"Yixuan." Murong Bo, who had already sat on the imperial chariot, called out.

"Father." He came to him, lowered his eyes and called out.

"Go back to the palace with me, I have something to tell you." Murong Bo looked at this most outstanding son and knew that his cultivation level in the future would be higher than his. Because he was looking forward to him most since he was a child.

"Yes." Murong Yixuan responded, turned his horse on his back, looked at Feng Mansion, and then left.

Feng Mansion

The old man, Feng Jiu and Guan Xilin were all in Feng Xiao's room. At this time, the middle-aged doctor shook his head and sighed after taking his pulse: "Old master, young lady, the head of the family has suffered too much physical loss. I am not good at learning skills and I can't do anything."

The old man frowned and his face was dark and calm, but the worries in his eyes could not be concealed.

"You go out first!" Feng Jiu signaled and asked the doctor to go out first.

"Yes." The middle-aged doctor sighed inwardly, bowed and walked out.

"Grandpa, don't worry, daddy will be fine." She came to the old man and comforted him, then sat down beside the bed, putting his pulse on his hand with one hand.

"Feng girl, you..."

When the old man saw her skillful pulse gesture, he was stunned for a moment. Thinking that she was investigating his body these days, the doubts in his heart couldn't help but emerge again.

After taking the pulse, she took out the silver needle and spread it open, then looked at the old man and smiled: "Grandpa must have heard of the ghost doctor, right?"

"I have heard that even those who step into the Hall of Hell can save them..."

His voice paused, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Feng Yat-tou, you, what do you mean..."

"Well, it's what grandpa thought." She blinked at him: "Keep confidential."

The old man stared at the shock, surprised and delighted, feeling incredible and incredible...

Ghost doctor?

His granddaughter is actually a ghost doctor? What's going on? Is this true?

"Xi Lin, is she true?" The old man came to Guan Xi Lin's side and asked excitedly, grabbing his arm.

"Hehe, grandpa, really, come on, I'll help you to sit there and I'll tell you the matter." Guan Xilin grinned and helped the old man to sit at the outer table, telling him the matter.

In the inner side, Feng Jiu began to treat her father with silver needles. After about half a quarter of an hour, she put away her things and walked out. As soon as she came out, she saw the old man staring at her with shiny eyes. Her gaze was like staring at a glowing treasure, making her hair stand up.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Girl Feng, you're so sad about it!"
Chapter completed!