Feng Ruan swallowed hard, "You, I..."
Her dry eyes still couldn't shed tears, but her voice was choked, "Is this true? I, you, what do you need me to do?"
She had been walking in the dark for so long, and suddenly a beam of light fell on her, and she was at a loss.
"I won't let you do anything that goes against your conscience, but after all, I helped you. You have to stay and work for me to pay off your debt in the future." Shen Qingwu looked at her gently.
Feng Ruan knelt down with a thud, "If you can save my daughter, I, Feng Ruan, am willing to work like a slave to repay your kindness."
Shen Qingwu patted her shoulder, told her to wait patiently, and then continued to walk up the mountain.
"What's wrong with her child? Do you really have a solution?" Shen Qingfeng followed Shen Qingwu quickly, not daring to think about how his sister knew medical skills.
Shen Qingtang also looked at Shen Qingwu worriedly.
"Hualiu disease." Shen Qingwu said calmly.
The two of them gasped and stopped in their tracks, "This..."
"It's just a beast. I can cure the child." Shen Qingwu kept moving forward.
The two men wanted to talk but hesitated, not knowing how to ask, but they both had the urge to kill someone.
Soon, they arrived at the Zen temple where Zhao Qiuyi had come during the day.
The setting sun was about to set, and half of its slightly red face was still visible in the valley.
A few people with light footsteps and good hearing approached quietly and heard a strange but blushing voice.
Shen Qingtang and Shen Qingfeng were extremely embarrassed, their faces slightly yellow, but they saw Shen Qingwu calmly holding up three fingers and saying, "One room per person?"
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