Chapter 3228
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The old woman was very grateful. Although the family did not have much money left because of the medical treatment, she still caught an old hen from her backyard and made a stew. She also cooked a few dishes for Fengjiu.
Fengjiu used this time to clean herself up in the next room. At least, even if she could not change the others, she had to clean herself up.
"Immortal, it's time to eat." The old woman placed the dishes on the table and called out to Fengjiu.
"Coming."
Not long after, Feng Jiu pushed open the door and walked out. Although she was still wearing the same tattered clothes and was still limping, her ink-black hair had been tied up, and her beautiful face was revealed after she had washed up.
Seeing Fengjiu's face, the old woman was even more convinced that she was an immortal who had come to save her son. If it was an ordinary person, how could they have such a beautiful face?
Fengjiu held her walking stick and sat down at the table. She said to the old woman: "No need to call me immortal, just call me Ghost Doctor."
"Yes, yes." The old woman replied and gave her more food.
Fengjiu saw that there was only one bowl and said: "Elder, sit down and eat with me!"
"This …"
"Sit down and eat with me. I still have some things to discuss with you."
"Alright." The old woman replied. She first went to the kitchen to get a bowl and a pair of chopsticks and sat down to eat.
Fengjiu briefly explained her son's situation to the old woman at the table. When they finished eating, she put down the bowl and chopsticks and said: "At most tomorrow morning. He will wake up tomorrow morning, but his body will need some time to slowly recover."
Hearing Fengjiu's words, the old woman thanked Fengjiu gratefully. After all, a person who had been said by many doctors to have no chance of surviving was now said to wake up tomorrow and recover after a period of rest. How could she not be excited?
That was her son! Her son had finally overcome this calamity. This was great!
"Elder, what is this place? Why is it that most of the people in the city are Mystic cultivators, and not a single Spirit cultivator? "Fengjiu asked the question in his heart, and his gaze landed on the old woman.
Hearing this, the old woman seemed a little strange: "Ghost Doctor, where is this place?" She looked at Fengjiu and saw that she shook her head. Her expression did not seem to be fake. She then said, "Ghost Doctor must be an expert in seclusion. That's why you don't know. We're in the Black Tortoise Continent, one of the divisions of the Upper Realm. Other than the mortals who can't cultivate, there are some Mystics who can cultivate Black Tortoise Techniques. As for the Spirit Cultivators that Ghost Doctor mentioned, this old lady only knows that in those big cities, those Spiritual Medicine Masters are Spirit Cultivators. I've never heard of anything else."
As the old lady spoke, she looked at Fengjiu and said, "I think the Ghost Doctor should also be a spirit apothecary, right? Only a Spirit Alchemist can possess such miraculous and powerful healing abilities. My son is truly fortunate to have met a Spirit Alchemist like the Ghost Doctor. "
Fengjiu smiled, but he was surprised. One of the divisions of the Upper Realm? In other words, this place was still the Upper Realm, but in a different area?
Sure enough, the Upper Realm was vast and beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The old man was really capable. He actually sent her here with a teleportation array. It was indeed not simple.
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