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No matter how shocked she was at the irresistible plot, Luo Yiyi appeared to be calm as she followed Wen Quan into the yard.

Wen Quan walked up and knocked on the closed door. After a moment, the door opened and a woman in her thirties walked out. She must be the young lady of the Wen family whom he mentioned.

Wen Quan bowed and said, "Young Madam, these two immortal masters are disciples of the Tianyan Sect. They happened to pass by here today and came to help after hearing about what happened in the Wen family."

The young lady had a dignified and elegant appearance, but her face looked haggard. It was obvious that she was exhausted by what happened to her husband and her family.

"Uncle Quan, thank you for your hard work. I will take them to check on Brother Yan's condition."

To their surprise, the young lady took the two nominal strangers to see her husband without hesitation. Or perhaps she was desperate and was unwilling to give up any possibility of curing her husband.

No wonder Wen Quan had been on guard against the two before. If he hadn't stopped them in front, the young lady would have been deceived and would have lost her mansion.

Without any doubt about Luo Yiyi's childishness and Qi Gui's youth, the young lady - Shen Die took the two of them into the bedroom, while Wen Quan stayed outside the room.

Luo Yiyi and Qi Gui saw Wen Xuyan lying on the bed in a coma. He was thin, with sunken cheeks, pale lips, and a layer of black air on his forehead. It was obvious that he was terminally ill and would not live long.

While Luo Yiyi was stretching her neck to look around the room, Qi Gui placed his fingers on Wen Xuyan's wrist and input a trace of spiritual power as if taking his pulse to explore the condition of his body. However, he got the feedback that all his internal organs were damaged and his qi and blood were depleted, which was the same result as the estimate that he would not have much time left.

Watching Qi Gui withdraw his hand after taking her son's pulse, and seeing that there was no change in his expression, the fire of hope ignited in her heart. She couldn't wait to ask the boy, who was only a few years older than her son, for the result.

"Master, how is my husband?"

Qi Gui thought for a while and answered truthfully: "My organs and blood have been damaged for many days. I am afraid I don't have much time left."

Once again, Shen Die came to the same conclusion as the doctors. She could not bear the blow and took several steps back, barely avoiding falling down by holding onto the bed frame.

"No, no, no, Brother Yan will be fine..."

Shen Die wanted to cry, but she had cried so much that it seemed as if her tears had dried up long ago. Her eyes were red but she couldn't shed even a single tear, which made her feel even more depressed.

But she quickly recovered from her brief collapse, walked over tiredly to cover her husband with a blanket, and then caressed his face lovingly. She then stood up and was about to ask Qi Gui to leave, but she saw Luo Yiyi looking through something on the table on the other side of the screen.

She was extremely surprised and looked at Qi Gui who seemed indifferent. Then she walked around the screen and saw Luo Yiyi pouring the residue from the medicine jar into an empty bowl and looking through the residue with a spoon.

"Little Immortal Master, what are you doing?"

Luo Yiyi, who was standing on the chair, turned around and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Big sister, who made this medicine?"

Shen Die was stunned. Qi Gui's eyes darkened and he looked at the bowl of medicine residue. Luo Yiyi's words clearly indicated that there was something wrong with the medicine.

Shen Die came back to her senses and answered hesitantly, "This medicine is made by Uncle Quan's wife, Sister Yao, who collects the herbs from Huichuntang on the street every morning and then decocts them. Is there something wrong with this medicine?"

Luo Yiyi didn't answer but continued to ask herself: "Can I meet Mrs. Yao?"

Shen Die looked at Qi Gui. The boy's gaze towards her was deep and incomprehensible. For some reason, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she immediately agreed to the request of the child in front of her.

She walked to the door alone and whispered a few words to Wen Quan who was standing outside like a sentinel. Wen Quan was surprised for a moment, then responded and quickly walked out of the yard, presumably to find his wife.

Not long after, Wen Quan came hurriedly jogging with his wife, and both of them were out of breath when they arrived at the courtyard.

The old woman, Sister Yao, trembled as she entered the door, sat down on a chair and could not get up. Shen Die immediately poured her a glass of water, and Sister Yao drank three glasses in a row before she recovered her breath.

Mrs. Yao scolded Wen Quan who was standing at the door: "Why are you so panicking, old man? You almost broke my old bones. I have told you many times to take your time. Haste leads to chaos, chaos leads to disaster, and disaster leads to..."

Shen Die interrupted Mrs. Yao's nagging in a soft voice: "Mrs. Yao, it was my idea to invite you here this time. Don't blame Uncle Quan."

Mrs. Yao was stunned, and the stern expression on her face softened instantly. Her skill in changing her expression was truly unique.

"Oh, it turned out to be the young lady calling me. Look at this old man who didn't explain clearly. If I had known it was the young lady calling me, I would have run faster."

Shen Die smiled gently: "Mrs. Yao is joking again, it's okay for you to take your time. The main thing is that two important guests have come. They are helping to investigate Brother Yan's illness. They may have something to ask you about medicinal materials."

Mrs. Yao then looked up at the two new people, one big and one small, who had appeared in the room. She was puzzled when she glanced at Qi Gui, but burst into joy when she saw Luo Yiyi.

"Hey, where did this beautiful girl come from? Are you hungry or thirsty? Come and let Sister Yao hold you. Sister Yao will give you some delicious snacks."

As Mrs. Yao spoke, she stood up from her chair, walked around the table and came to Luo Yiyi who was sitting on a stool. She reached out to hug her, but was stopped by an arm that stretched out from the side.

Looking along his arm, Qi Gui was looking at her with a smile.

"Hello, Sister Yao, my name is Qi Gui, and I am a disciple of Tian Yan Sect. This is my master, she is very beautiful but not a girl."

"What did you say? Your master? This doll?"

Mrs. Yao looked down at the six-year-old Luo Yiyi in disbelief, then looked at the twelve-year-old Qi Gui. She felt her worldview overturned in an instant. With the help of Shen Die, she sat back in the chair opposite her in a daze.

Qi Gui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Luo Yiyi's seemingly disappointed expression, he suddenly took out a handful of preserved fruits from his storage bag and stuffed them into her hand, taking the initiative to break his vow to control her daily snack intake.

Sure enough, Luo Yiyi, who was disappointed that she couldn't eat the delicious snacks that Mrs. Yao mentioned, was immediately distracted by the preserved fruits and started to eat them contentedly.

Qi Gui immediately got to the point and asked, "Mrs. Yao, I heard that you personally boil this medicine from Huichuntang every day?"

When it came to business, Mrs. Yao immediately came back to her senses, straightened herself up and answered, "Yes."

Qi Gui was puzzled: "Why do I have to take it every day? Isn't it troublesome? I remember that doctors usually pay attention to the course of treatment when prescribing medicine, and the medicine is also dispensed according to a course of treatment, right?"

Unexpectedly, Yao Sao slapped her thigh in agreement with Qi Gui's question and said, "That's right, I also said that it's unreasonable to prescribe medicine every day. But Doctor Yu said so."

"What did he confess?"

"Doctor Yu said that this medicine can replenish the young master's qi and blood, but it is best to get new herbs every day to decoct them for the best effect. The longer the herbs are stored, the weaker the medicinal properties will be. There is no other way. For the sake of my young master, I, an old woman, can only go and get the medicine every day."

Qi Gui frowned and said, "This is nonsense. Folk medicinal materials are all processed and then placed aside. They will not lose their medicinal properties in just a few days."

Mrs. Yao was stunned, but Shen Die noticed the problem.

"Master, do you mean that there must be something wrong with this medicine?"

"It's better to say that the one who has the real problem is Doctor Yu."

Holding a piece of preserved fruit in her mouth and looking at the serious expressions of the crowd, Luo Yiyi blinked in confusion, totally unaware of where this problematic Doctor Yu had popped up from.