The young man who took the lead, seeing the situation clearly and decisively admitting defeat, immediately said with a sincere face: "Our boss is a corpse hunter. He often teaches us to be respectful to corpse hunters as we would to him. Brother Fang, take care. I won't see you off."
After saying that, he ran away with a few of his brothers.
Fang Yuan silently watched the other party's performance, but inwardly he reflected, "I should have anticipated this kind of trouble. I should have taken it out earlier and eliminated this boring trouble."
Fang Yuan did not put away his shield and sword this time. He received countless awe-inspiring looks along the way and walked into the house.
"Mom, Fang Wan, I'm back."
Fang Wan came out of the inner room, his eyes red. He looked at Fang Yuan and said with a sob, "Brother Yuan, I'm glad you're back. Auntie is dying. You, go and see her for the last time."
"How is this possible? Mom was fine when I left this morning."
Although my mother is sick, she is not really ill. It is because of long-term malnutrition and physical exertion that she is prone to illness. She sprained her waist two days ago and couldn't get out of bed, so she had to lie in bed to rest. Then she had a fever and other minor illnesses, and even fell into a coma for a while.
In order to treat my mother, I used up my last bit of savings yesterday to ask the doctor to use medicine. The doctor said it very clearly that this disease is not a serious disease, it just needs to be taken care of. If the care is good, the disease will be cured.
To put it bluntly, this is the disease of poverty! In this world, many people suffer from this disease. There were many before the Corpse Demon Plague, and even more after the Corpse Demon Plague.
Otherwise, Fang Yuan wouldn't have risked landing and going to be a corpse hunter with the strength of a malnourished junior warrior. Fang Yuan was risking his life, not only for himself, but also for his sick mother.
"When my aunt learned you had landed this morning, she was filled with remorse, saying she had harmed you. She even vomited blood because of it. I went to get Doctor Jin, and when he arrived, he said my aunt was suffering from extreme anger and anxiety, and that she was on the verge of death. There was no hope, so she should prepare for her afterlife. Brother Yuan, my aunt has been unconscious for four hours now, and she's holding on to her last breath, waiting for you. Please come in quickly."
While Fang Wan was speaking, Fang Yuan had already rushed into the inner room and saw his mother.
He had never seen his mother so weak. In his impression, his mother was like a mountain, protecting his aunt and their children.
My mother was a young lady from a warrior family. Later, she became the headmistress of another warrior family and possessed the strength of a high-level warrior.
After following the lord to escape to the water fort, he could not live in the south area of the city because there were no warriors at home, so he had to move to the west of the city to do business. Then, due to conflicts of interest, he had to give up business and moved to the slums, and only then did he calm down.
Then they lived in the slums for several years. Three years ago, a plague broke out and my aunt and two cousins were sick. In order to save my cousins, my sister was sold, but in the end only my naughty brother survived. But there were only three of them left in the family to depend on each other.
"Son, you're back." Perhaps it was true that mother and son were connected by heart. The mother sensed Fang Yuan's return and opened her eyes as soon as Fang Yuan arrived at the bedside.
"Mom, you're going to be fine. You're going to be fine."
"Mom is dying. You have to take good care of yourself and Xiaowan."
"Mom, don't leave me, I can't live without you!"
"Son, you have to take care of yourself!" His eyes were full of reluctance, and then he fell into a coma again.
Now, is mother leaving too?
No, don't!
Looking at his dying mother, Fang Yuan's eyes became sharper.
Fang Yuan immediately took out the healing fluid and carefully fed it to his mother. Although this healing fluid was for external and internal injuries, and he wasn't sure if it would be effective for this particular illness, it was better than nothing! Fang Yuan was at his wit's end; as long as there was a sliver of hope, he had to give it a try.
Then, thinking that the root cause of the disease was malnutrition, Fang Yuan immediately took out the nutrient solution and fed it to his mother.
With the healing medicine and nutrient solution, the mother's complexion changed from sallow to rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The mother's breathing gradually became steady and strong. Although he was not a doctor, Fang Yuan also understood that his mother should be fine!
"My lord, you saved my mother's life again!" Fang Yuan said gratefully.
I have even more respect for the Tiandao Mercenary System.
Although he seemed to be better, he still called Dr. Jin to examine him.
After examining her, Doctor Jin sighed and said, "Your mother is fine now. Now that she's eating and getting more nutrition, and seeing you back, she's got the motivation to live again. Her spirit is focused, and her body is struggling to come back to life! Don't worry, just take good care of herself, and she'll be fine."
Although Dr. Jin is young, only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, he has a profound family background and good medical skills. However, because he was born as a concubine's son, he could not inherit his father's family business, so he became independent early on.
Because of his ambition, he chose to open a shop in the slums. If it weren't for Dr. Jin three years ago, Wandi might not have survived. Dr. Jin can be said to be a great benefactor to everyone in the slums.
"Doctor Jin, this is what I gained this time. Please accept it."
Fang Yuan gave half of his grain and coal to Doctor Jin, who took only half and returned the other half.
"This is enough. Although you have a good harvest this time, there is no guarantee that you will always have such a good harvest in the future. Save this food for your mother. Let her eat more. She needs care for her illness."
"Understood, Doctor Jin."
After sending Dr. Jin away, Xiao Wan had already prepared dinner for him.
Although Fang Wan was weak and sickly after recovering from the plague that year and was unable to do heavy work, he was very diligent and took over the housework and was also responsible for cooking.
At the dining table in front of his mother's bed, Fang Yuan looked at his mother again, tucked the quilt for her, and then sat down to eat.
"Brother Yuan, you brought back a lot of food this time, enough for us to eat for a month."
I looked and saw that there were only six bottles of nutrient solution left. But I glanced at the rice in my hand and realized that this rice was not enough to fill me up.
After eating, Fang Yuan drank half a bottle of nutrient solution, and then handed the remaining half to Fang Wan.
"Brother Yuan, what is this? It tastes so good! It's actually sweet! It warms my body and makes me feel stronger all of a sudden. Is this the magic medicine I used to save my aunt?" Fang Wan took it but didn't ask Fang Yuan what it was. He knew Fang Yuan wouldn't harm him. This was the trust between them. After drinking it, he asked.
When Fang Yuan was treating his mother, Fang Wan naturally watched the whole process. Seeing Fang Yuan cure his aunt with the magical medicine, Fang Wan was surprised, but more of it was joy!
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