Zhu's mother lay quietly on the bed, her face haggard, her eyes closed, the blanket wrapped tightly around her body. Her recent cold had made her even weaker.
Her face was deathly pale, her lips were dry and cracked, and she coughed weakly from time to time. She looked like a leaf shivering in the autumn wind, extremely weak.
Liu Feng gently walked to the bedside of Zhu's mother, slowly sat down, and gently placed a hand on the top of her head, massaging it lightly. He closed his eyes slightly, concentrating on sensing the condition within Zhu's mother's body.
After examining her, Liu Feng sighed inwardly. Zhu's mother's health was truly terrible; in a word, she was "weak." Years of illness and malnutrition had left her body so weak that it could not tolerate any nourishment. Ordinary medicines were almost useless for her.
With things having come to this, Liu Feng had no choice but to secretly circulate the wisp of Xuanling Qi within his body, carefully guiding it to slowly travel through Zhu's mother's body, like a spring breeze gently brushing over every corner, sweeping away all the chronic and stubborn ailments that had accumulated in her body for many years in one fell swoop.
As Liu Feng slowly withdrew his hand, Zhu's mother's breathing became smooth and natural, no longer panting, and her complexion gradually regained some color, as if she had been asleep for a long time and had finally ushered in the first ray of dawn.
Zhu Shuang ran to the bedside with joy, tears still welling in her eyes, and whispered, "Mom, are you feeling any better?"
Mother Zhu slowly opened her eyes, and there was some light in them. Although her voice was still weak, it was noticeably stronger than before. She replied softly, "Yes, much better."
Liu Feng turned to look at Zhu Shuang and asked softly, "Do you have any baijiu at home?"
Zhu Shuang nodded quickly, turned around and walked briskly to the cabinet. He took out a small bucket of bulk sorghum liquor, about 2 liters in size, and handed it to Liu Feng with both hands, saying, "Yes, it's here."
Liu Feng took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, and put a Qi-replenishing pill into the sorghum wine. Instantly, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out, filling the entire room.
He gestured for Zhu Shuang to take two small wine cups and poured one for each of her parents.
Zhu's father took the wine cup, and without hesitation, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The aroma of the wine entered his mouth, like a warm current that quickly spread throughout his body. He couldn't help but close his eyes, fully enjoying this long-lost feeling of comfort, and exclaimed, "Good, good."
With Zhu Shuang's help, Zhu's mother slowly sat up and sipped the wine. After finishing, she gently put down the wine cup, her spirits noticeably improved. She looked up and saw that her husband no longer needed a cane and was standing steadily in front of her bedside. Overwhelmed with emotion, she felt a surge of emotion.
She reached out and held Zhu Shuang's hand tightly, her eyes glistening with tears, and said with deep emotion, "My dear daughter, you must remember Liu Feng's great kindness. Our family has truly met a benefactor this time. If you have the chance in the future, you must repay him properly."
Zhu Shuang nodded vigorously: "Mom, I know. Liu Feng has helped us so much. I will never forget it in my life." As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Liu Feng with burning eyes, filled with gratitude and respect.
Yu Jingya stood aside and, seeing this scene, inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was somewhat subtle and unsettling. In her mind, she couldn't help but imagine Zhu Shuang saying, "This humble woman has nothing to repay you with, how about offering yourself to you?"
She quickly shook her head, dispelling the absurd thought, and stepped forward, smiling as she said, "Auntie, please don't say that. Liu Feng genuinely wanted to help everyone. We're happy to see you two getting better, so please don't say anything about repaying him."
Just then, Little Sweetie suddenly skipped and hopped like a happy little deer to Liu Feng's trouser leg, stretched out her little hand, tugged at Liu Feng's clothes, and called out in a childish voice, "Brother, I want to drink too." This immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Liu Feng leaned down slightly, looked at Xiao Tiantian, and advised, "This wine is spicy and burns your mouth. Are you sure you really want to try it?"
Little Sweetie seemed not to have heard the second half of the reminder and nodded without hesitation. Seeing this, Liu Feng smiled helplessly and could only gently lift the small wine cup and feed her a sip.
At first, Little Sweetie grimaced from the spiciness, looking incredibly cute.
Unexpectedly, in just a short while, the expression on Little Sweetie's face gradually relaxed, replaced by a state of pleasant enjoyment.
She opened her small mouth slightly and breathed in small gulps. With each inhale and exhale, she unconsciously began to practice the Nine-Turn Breathing Technique. Wisps of white air slowly emerged from her mouth, like wisps of smoke rising from a winter's day, light and ethereal.
Zhu Shuang witnessed the whole scene from the side, her eyes filled with surprise and admiration. She felt more and more that this little girl had an extraordinary quality about her.
A feeling of affection welled up in her heart. She bent down and gently kissed Little Sweetie's pink cheek, her tone full of intimacy: "Little Sweetie, you're so amazing!" After this, Zhu Shuang's gaze towards Little Sweetie held an extra touch of warmth.
Seeing that the matter had been settled, Liu Feng prepared to leave.
He instructed Zhu Shuang, "Remember to give the two elders a small cup of wine with each meal. Within a week, their health will be fully restored."
After saying that, he handed the bottle of Qi-replenishing pills to Zhu Shuang: "Take this. If anyone in your family catches a minor illness in the future, just drink this wine infused with the pills, and you're guaranteed to be cured."
Zhu Shuang accepted the Replenishing Yuan Pill with trembling hands, tears welling in her eyes, her voice choked with emotion: "Liu Feng, this...this is too precious, how can I accept it?"
She knew that this elixir was no ordinary medicine, and Liu Feng's generosity in giving it to her was a profound gesture that moved her deeply but also left her feeling somewhat at a loss.
Liu Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Zhu Shuang, don't be so polite with me. We've been classmates for many years. Now that your family is in trouble, I'm just doing my bit to help. It's really nothing. Just accept it. As long as your uncle and aunt are healthy, that's more important than anything else."
Yu Jingya nodded gently beside her, then turned her gaze to Liu Feng and said softly, "We've been here for quite a while, so it's time to say goodbye and leave them alone."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhu hurriedly took a few steps forward, blocking the doorway. His face was full of sincerity and enthusiasm as he earnestly said, "This is impossible! You have helped us so much. If you leave without even having dinner, I will feel terrible."
Liu Feng quickly stepped forward and explained with a smile, "Uncle, we appreciate your kindness, but Grandma's family has already prepared dinner and is waiting for us to come back, so please don't be shy."
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