Countryside Magic Doctor

The concoction of the medicinal liquid was rather cumbersome, but Hee Feng had already obtained the inheritance of the Heaven Mending Stone. These content was naturally easy for him to obtain, and he could completely complete these movements subconsciously.

Hee Feng sorted these medicinal herbs according to what he remembered from his memories, took out different parts of them, and threw them into the big pot he had prepared a long time ago.

Speaking of this matter, Hee Feng felt helpless, according to the inheritance, he should be using a jar to concoct ingredients, but Hee Feng could not find a jar, so he could only use a big pot instead.

Fortunately, Hee Feng was extremely familiar with this series of movements, as long as his hands came into contact with the medicinal ingredients, it would be a smooth and natural process. When Hee Feng stopped, a faint fragrance was already wafting out from the big pot in front of him.

Even though Hee Feng was already prepared, after smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help but be startled.

But very quickly, Hee Feng woke up. Even if the fragrance was not bad, but they were still used to make fertilizer for the trees. This kind of thing, he could not casually drink.

After a while, Hee Feng threw all of the liquid into the garden.

Seeing that there was still time before lunch, Hee Feng laid down in the orchard with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, quietly observing the situation in the orchard.

But after observing his surroundings, Hee Feng was a little disappointed, he could not see any changes to the orchard, it seemed that he was really looking forward to the effects of the liquid.

"Little Feng!"

"Are you there?"

Only then did Hee Feng stand up and stand up, but he noticed a clear voice coming from the garden in front, upon hearing the voice, Hee Feng's eyes immediately lit up. Just by hearing the voice, Hee Feng immediately knew, that this was the Widow Yang who lived next door.

It hadn't been long since this woman had married into the village, but a man had already died.

A few years ago, when Hee Feng was young, he would often lie on the wall and secretly watch Widow Yang bathe. Furthermore, Hee Feng had a vague feeling that this Widow Yang knew about him peeking at her bathing.

"Little Feng!"

"I'm here!"

Hee Feng pushed open the door and walked out. The bright gaze was fixated on the beautiful body of the widow Yang.

The name of this widow Yang was Yang Jiao, and although he was a widow, he was not very old. According to seniority, Hee Feng should call his sister-in-law.

"Aunt Yang Jiao, what are you doing in such a rush?"

Although Hee Feng said that, his eyes were dishonest.

This Yang Jiao was originally a great beauty. All these years she had been a widow, for some reason, she became even more beautiful.

Protuberance and back, long legs and waist.

Even though the clothes she wore were simple, it was unable to cover up her beautiful body.

Seeing this, Hee Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Although Hee Feng had a lot of thoughts in his heart, up until today, he was still a fledgling.

"Little Feng, Aunt has some things that I need your help with."

Yang Jiao's pretty face was filled with urgency.

Hearing this, Hee Feng realised that no wonder the woman's chest was heaving violently earlier. She had actually jogged all the way here, seeing that the other party was truly anxious, Hee Feng did not have any other thoughts.

"Aunt, what is it?"

"My old man is sick, this …"

"Let's go and take a look!"

When Hee Feng stopped speaking, his eyes immediately opened wide. The old man that Yang Jiao was talking about was none other than Yang Jiao's husband, Liu Guiqiang.

A few years ago, when his own family was in a difficult situation, the elder had helped him greatly, both publicly and secretly. Maybe it was because the other party didn't have a son and had entrusted him with this mental state, so he had always been good to Hee Feng.

It was precisely because of this that after Hee Feng heard this, he became anxious.

"Little Feng, just think of a way to send him to the hospital. I can take care of the rest myself." Yang Jiao immediately nodded her head, and then ran back home without saying a word.

Hee Feng could only nod his head and follow him. When the two entered, Hee Feng was suddenly stunned.

In front of Yang Jiao's house, there were already many people gathered. Most of them were pointing and talking, but when Hee Feng saw this, he slightly shook his head.

Why not say that he was indifferent?

There were so many people watching, but no one was willing to help.

These ordinary bachelors all viewed Yang Jiao very seriously, and wished that they could directly stay in Yang Jiao's home.

"Make way!"

The door was surrounded by a group of people so many that not even a drop of water could trickle through. If he wanted to enter, he could only open his mouth to speak to these people, but when Hee Feng opened his mouth, the surrounding people all immediately looked at him with ice-cold gazes.

"Isn't that Hee Feng?"

"Something happened. This widow Yang didn't look for us, but specifically for a pretty boy like you. What kind of logic is this?" Some ear-piercing sounds entered his ears, but Hee Feng raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look.

The one who spoke was the old bachelor of the village, Cheng Dahai.

This guy didn't work properly when he was young. Other people would sleep when they were in the fields, and he would be lazy when they earned money. He was so poor that he could not find a wife in the countryside when he was young.

Who knew why he had suddenly become rich all these years?

Only now did he prepare to find a wife, but this fellow was still old, the hardware wasn't good, and he couldn't find a young or beautiful wife at all. Naturally, his heart was set on Yang Jiao.

Thinking about it, Hee Feng understood.

The old fellow felt uncomfortable because Yang Jiao had asked for her help, but now that she had to enter to save the old man, Hee Feng did not want to lower himself to the same level as the old man. With a light snort, he turned and entered the room.

But after entering the room, Hee Feng frowned.

He had obtained the inheritance of the Heaven Mending Stone, so he naturally grasped the [Heaven Opening Spell] as well.

Old man Liu's face was pale and his lips were dark green. Normally, this sort of situation meant that time was running out.

Hee Feng had also noticed the crux of the problem with a single glance, causing his expression to turn a little unnatural.

"Little Feng, don't just stand there. Hurry up and give me a hand."

Yang Jiao did not know how serious the situation was.

Ever since she had lost his man, Yang Jiao had supported her family by herself and taken care of his sick husband's father.

"Don't move, it's too late."

Hee Feng frowned, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Put him in the yard first. I'll think of a way to deal with the rest of the matters." Hee Feng's eyes flashed with light.

This Hee Village was seven to eight kilometers away from the town's hospital. Even if they found a car and were able to send someone over here now, they would only be able to travel for half an hour.