7: C7 Difficult Illness

C7 Difficult Illness

When he opened the door, a young and delicate face appeared in front of him. It was only the height of his shoulder, and Hao Ran was only eleven or twelve years old.0

This person's name was Ji Wufeng, and he was the son of Third Uncle, Ji Weitian. Besides that, he also had an elder sister, Ji Wanrou.

In the entire huge family, only Ji Weitian's family treated him well. Ji Wufeng and Ji Wanrou were his childhood playmates, but they never looked at him with strange eyes. He had only experienced a little bit of brotherly friendship from these two siblings.

"Mr Wuyan, it really is you!" Seeing Ji Wuyan's delicate and pretty face, the little fellow shouted excitedly, "Great! You're safe and sound. Now my sister can finally be at ease."

"Kid, you received the news really quickly. I just entered the house and you followed me here." Ji Wuyan said with a smile.

Ji Wufeng went to the table and sat down. He raised his head. His little eyes fixed on him as he clenched his fist. He said angrily, "Mr Wuyan, tell me honestly. You haven't seen me for a few days. Is it because of Ji Wushuang again? If it is... When I grow up and become stronger than him, I will definitely teach him a good lesson for you. "

Listening to this tender but sincere voice, Ji Wuyan's heart warmed. He then smiled and patted his little head. "Alright, I believe that you can beat him and avenge me when the time comes. Oh right, where's your sister?" As he spoke, he looked outside the door, but he did not seem to see anyone.

After Ji Wufeng heard Ji Wuyan's approval, he didn't know how happy his expression was. He revealed his white canine teeth, but when he heard the word "elder sister," his expression froze, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

Seeing this situation, Ji Wuyan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be...

As expected, he heard Ji Wuyan speak with some sadness, "My elder sister's illness has flared up again. I heard that you went missing two days ago. My elder sister wanted to find you, but she fainted after a few steps."

What!? She fainted again?

Ji Wuyan's heart trembled, and his expression changed. He hurriedly grabbed the little fellow's hand and said, "Come, quickly bring me to see your sister."

Ji Wanrou had a strange illness since she was young, and she would feel dizzy after walking for a short distance. Later on, after a diagnosis, she discovered that her heart had a congenital defect, and was unable to supply enough blood and Qi. As a result, her body was incomparably weak. Ji Weitian had tried many methods. Unfortunately, they were all unable to make her fully recover.

It was said that the blood of the legendary Blood Spirit Fox could strengthen the heart and blood vessels of the human body and provide the effect of blood energy. Unfortunately, over the years, there was no market for it in the market. Even if there was, it would usually be a sky-high price. Although Ji Weitian was the son of the Ji family's Patriarch, in fact, he didn't have much money, let alone buying some Blood Spirit Fox.

In one of the rooms, there was a delicate girl lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her beautiful face looked pale, and there wasn't a trace of blood on her face. At a glance, one could tell that she was a patient who had been bedridden for a long time.

Seeing this situation, Ji Wuyan's heart tightened, and a touch of love flashed across his eyes.

As if she had noticed someone, Ji Wanrou's pretty eyelashes slightly moved. Slowly opening her eyes, she looked at the delicate and pretty face in front of her. Her eyes revealed a trace of surprise as her voice faintly sounded. "Brother, is that you?"

Squatting down, Ji Wuyan gently patted her hand and said softly, "It's me. Don't worry. Mr Wuyan is fine. He just went out for a few days. I will think of a way to cure you as soon as possible."

"Great! As long as I'm fine!" Ji Wanrou said happily. She wanted to get up, but before she could get up, she laid down helplessly again.

"En, I am fine. Rest well. Mr Wuyan will not disturb you anymore."

Ji Wuyan comforted Ji Wanrou and called out the little fellow to the living room's desk. He grinded the ink and waved the brush. His movements were smooth and smooth. The brush stopped and a piece of white paper was filled with some words.

He came in front of Ji Wufeng and handed over the paper that was just written. He said, "Little Feng, get someone to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine on it and boil it three times a day for Wan Rou to drink."

"Mr Wuyan, what are these?" Ji Wufeng took the paper and blinked his little eyes. He was puzzled and asked.

"This is a folk prescription I found in an ancient book, although it can't be completely cured. This is a folk prescription that I found in an ancient book. Although it can't be completely cured, it can at least make your sister not faint like before. I've already found someone to try it. There won't be any problems with this medicine. " Ji Wuyan said with a smile.

Actually, that wasn't the case. That prescription was when he used Huang Feihong's skill summoning card. The purpose was naturally for Ji Wanrou's illness. Unfortunately, there was no way to completely cure it in Huang Feihong's memories. He could only treat the symptoms but not the local medicinal formula.

However, this world was incomparably mysterious. Many things could not be explained by science. Perhaps there were other methods that they still did not know of that could cure Ji Wanrou's illness.

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