This boy's home was not like that.
His home was actually a thatched hut, which couldn't even keep out the rain. The ground was damp and smelled strongly of mildew.
"The people here are so pitiful," Luo Mengxuan sighed.
When Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan arrived at the room where the boy's mother was, they saw a woman in her forties lying on the bed.
This woman was clearly only in her forties, but her face was full of wrinkles and she had a lot of white hair, making her look prematurely aged.
"Xiao Dong, why are you back so early today? And who are these two?"
The woman looked at the boy and asked, her expression full of confusion.
On their way here, Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan had a brief chat with the boy, so they knew his name.
The boy's name is Chen Dong, and he just turned seventeen this year. His mother's name is Chen Lan, and she is forty-two years old.
Chen Dong's father died early, so he and his mother depended on each other for survival.
"Mother, this is Mr. Ye Fengye, and this is Miss Luo Mengxuan. They are both disciples of the Xuanji Sect and are highly skilled!"
"Moreover, Mr. Ye is skilled in medicine; he came to our house to treat you!"
Chen Dong said excitedly, still holding Chen Lan's hand tightly.
Chen Lan said with some worry, "Our family doesn't have any money..."
“Mr. Ye and Miss Luo are very kind people; they don’t accept money!” Chen Dong said.
Upon hearing this, Chen Lan's expression was one of utter shock.
She couldn't believe that there were actually people in this world who did good deeds without expecting anything in return; she found it incomprehensible.
Night Breeze said, "Stop dawdling, let's start now."
As he spoke, Ye Feng strode up to Chen Lan.
The wound on Chen Lan's arm had become infected and even started to rot.
After a moment's thought, Ye Feng knocked Chen Lan unconscious with a karate chop.
Seeing Ye Feng's actions, Chen Dong was startled and wanted to question him but held back.
He knew that Ye Feng meant no harm, after all, he and his mother had no grudge against Ye Feng, and they were just ordinary people.
Given this, Ye Feng had no motive whatsoever to harm them.
The night wind is doing this to make treatment easier!
Chen Dong's guess was correct; Ye Feng knocked out his mother, Chen Lan, to facilitate her treatment.
The wound on Chen Lan's arm had become infected and even rotten, and the surrounding flesh had died.
To treat it, we first need to cut off the necrotic flesh.
However, this process must have been extremely painful. If Chen Lan hadn't been knocked unconscious, she would probably have died from the pain.
Although Ye Feng could refine a pain-relieving elixir to alleviate Chen Lan's pain, doing so would be too time-consuming and far less convenient and quick than knocking her unconscious.
At this moment, Chen Lan had fallen into a coma and could not feel anything.
Without further delay, Ye Feng took out the Zhou Xing Sword and with a few quick strikes, he sliced off all the necrotic flesh around the wound on Chen Lan's arm at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
After removing the necrotic part, Ye Feng used a life-giving technique to promote the regeneration of Chen Lan's wound.
Just now, Ye Feng used the regrowth technique to make Li Cheng's severed right leg regrow, which took a little over an hour.
However, most of Chen Lan's arm was intact, except for the part of flesh near her shoulder that was missing.
Therefore, treating Chen Lan would be faster.
In just about fifteen minutes, the wound on Chen Lan's arm had completely healed without leaving a scar.
Seeing this amazing scene, Chen Dong was so moved that he shed tears.
"Alright, your mother's arm has recovered." Ye Feng stopped and stood up.
Chen Dong immediately ran over excitedly and hugged his mother, Chen Lan.
Luo Mengxuan suddenly felt a lump in her throat and even had the urge to cry.
“Let’s go, next one,” Ye Feng said.
Luo Mengxuan immediately followed Ye Feng out of Chen Lan and Chen Dong's house to treat the other poor people in Beikuang Street.
Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan arrived at North Mining Street in the morning, but by the time they left, night had already fallen.
Back at the Red Cloud Inn, Luo Mengxuan brought Ye Feng a cup of hot tea.
"Junior brother, have some water," Luo Mengxuan said.
Thank you.
"Night Breeze said, taking the teacup from Luo Mengxuan's slender hand and taking a sip.
Looking at the night breeze in front of her, Luo Mengxuan felt her heart tremble.
Ye Feng worked tirelessly all day, treating the poor people of Beikuang Street, from morning until afternoon without taking a break.
More than forty poor people in North Mining Street were cured by Ye Feng. Whether it was a serious illness that could be fatal or a minor illness that could affect their lives, Ye Feng could cure them all with ease.
Luo Mengxuan witnessed everything Ye Feng had done.
At this moment, Luo Mengxuan truly felt that Ye Feng was a saint in the world, worthy of the name of saint!
"Junior brother, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it," Luo Mengxuan said enthusiastically.
"No need to go out to buy anything. This inn provides food. Just have the waiter deliver the dishes," Ye Feng said.
"Okay, then I'll go find the waiter."
Luo Mengxuan smiled and nodded, then walked downstairs.
But not long after, Luo Mengxuan came running back, her face full of surprise.
"What happened?" Night Wind asked.
"Junior Brother Ye, come down with me quickly," Luo Mengxuan said, and ran over to grab Ye Feng's hand, pulling him down from the third floor of the inn.
The area outside the inn was crowded with people, all of whom were poor people from North Mining Street.
Moreover, they were all carrying large bags and small packages, which were mostly filled with various kinds of food.
The most abundant item was sweet potatoes, followed by things like cured meat.
The large number of people gathered outside the Chiyun Inn naturally attracted the attention of the waiter and the innkeeper.
So at this moment, the waiter and the innkeeper had already come out with the inn's guards.
"What are you doing? Are you blocking our doorway and obstructing our business? Get out of our way!"
The shopkeeper, his face contorted with rage, roared and spat as he spoke.
Just then, Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan came out of the inn together. Ye Feng looked coldly at the innkeeper and said, "They came to see me. What's it to you?"
The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, and he looked Ye Feng up and down.
Unable to ascertain Ye Feng's identity, the innkeeper forced a smile and said, "Young master, there are far too many of them, and they are all poor people..."
"What's wrong with the poor?" Night Wind asked rhetorically.
"I'm not looking down on them, but if so many people gather in front of my inn, it will hinder our business. Look at those people in the distance, they're all too scared to come near here. People who originally wanted to stay here won't dare to come to our inn after seeing this," the innkeeper said with a wry smile.
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