Lu Qiqi threw down the long sword with a crisp clang, startling the grandmother and granddaughter who were embracing each other.

Feng Yu'er wiped away her tears, stepped out of Madam Feng's arms, and said, "Grandmother, this is Qi Qi, the one who saved me from dire straits on the bandit mountain."

"Thank you so much, Miss Lu, for saving my grandson's life," said the frail Madam Feng.

Madam Feng nearly lost her balance and staggered. Fortunately, Feng Yu'er and Granny Cuizhu supported her closely, otherwise Madam Feng would have fallen backward and crashed to the ground.

Seeing that Madam Feng's face was getting worse, Lu Qiqi said, "Quickly help Madam Feng into the house, I'll take her pulse."

Feng Yu'er and Granny Cuizhu quickly helped Old Madam Feng onto the bed. As soon as Old Madam Feng's head touched the pillow, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Qiqi gently placed her wrist on Madam Feng's pulse. Her arm was slightly injured, which affected her ability to judge the pulse.

Therefore, it took her a little longer to take his pulse this time.

Feng Yu'er stared intently at Lu Qiqi's face, trying to deduce her grandmother's condition from Lu Qiqi's expression.

Seeing that Lu Qiqi's expression was as usual, Feng Yu'er tried to discern something from her subtle facial expressions, but it was simply impossible!

Lu Qiqi released Madam Feng's wrist and said, "She's just too tired. She'll be able to walk again after a few days of rest."

After hearing Lu Qiqi's words, Feng Yu'er finally felt her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settle down.

She suddenly remembered that Lu Qiqi had been attacked by the servants. She saw that Lu Qiqi's clothes on her wrist had been cut open by a knife, and there was a wound on her slender white arm. Her clothes were soaked with blood.

Feng Yu'er felt a pang of pain in her heart. She took Lu Qiqi's hand in her hands and turned her head to say, "Granny, prepare the best wound medicine for Qiqi."

Granny Cuizhu quickly brought over the wound medicine. Feng Yu'er gently blew a breath onto Lu Qiqi's wound. Lu Qiqi's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but want to pull her arm back.

But she only thought about it. Her arm was held in Feng Yu'er's arms, and it was difficult for her to pull it out, so she just let Feng Yu'er apply the medicine.