Old Blacksmith (3)

The old blacksmith was shocked and he looked at Qi Su. "Su'er, your lord… is a physician?"

"Not only is she a physician, she has very powerful abilities. Since she's willing to treat Aunt, let her have a look. Perhaps she'll be able to cure her." Qi Su gave an enigmatic smile.

He had confidence in Yun Luofeng. Someone who has the spirit-gathering medicinal liquid formulation, what else couldn't she accomplish?

"Alright!" The old blacksmith became excited. "To make it convenient to take care of your aunt, she's just right inside. Miss Yun, please follow me."

After the old blacksmith walked into the store, Yun Luofeng also followed in. Upon entering, she heard sounds of coughing and lightly frowned as she slowly walked into the hall.

There was a small bed placed within the hall and on the bed, a pale-faced woman was lying there. She had heard the conversation outside and so she was not surprised to see Qi Su and his sister.