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Lin Feng hesitated for a moment before going inside.

I'll have to tell Brother Zhang about this sooner or later.

Lin Feng walked to the door, where Zhang Xiaoyu was chatting with the old doctor.

The old doctor smiled and said, "The young man is in good health and will recover in two months."

Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile, "Mr. Xie has a miraculous cure."

"Oh, you're welcome, you're welcome."

Lin Feng pushed open the door and found that Yueyue was leaning against the old doctor.

The old doctor smiled as he saw Lin Feng enter and said, "Young man, your daughter is so young yet has the heart of a bodhisattva. She keeps asking me to be her apprentice so she can learn medicine and heal the sick."

Lin Feng's heart stirred. Doctors are always in high demand in any era. It would be great if Yueyue were willing to study medicine, and it would be best if she could cultivate both medicine and martial arts.

"If you are willing to take me as a disciple, I will prepare a generous gift and bring my child to your door to formally become your disciple."

"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later."

Doctors are most willing to associate with people from all walks of life, and he would certainly like to befriend a chivalrous person like Lin Feng. However, he does not know Lin Feng well enough to make a decision for the time being, so he can only put it off for now.

Lin Feng first paid the old doctor the money; the house call cost two hundred taels, as Lin Feng had agreed.

The medicine cost 2,100 taels of silver, and Lin Feng also gave him a horse as a bonus.

The old doctor and his young apprentice each rode a horse and happily went home.

Little Yueyue tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve, "Daddy, I want to study medicine. I want to heal the sick and save lives in the future."

With a soft thud, Lin Feng picked up Yueyue and kissed her. "Good baby, wait patiently, Daddy will think of a way for you."

"If you want to understand medical books, you must first be able to read. You should first learn to read well with your mother."

Little Yueyue nodded, twisted her body to get down, and said, "Then I'll go learn to read with my mother."

Lin Feng put Yueyue down, saw her out of the house, and then closed the door.

Only Zhang Xiaoyu and Lin Feng remained in the room.

Neither of them spoke, and the room became somewhat quiet.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoyu broke the silence first, "Xiaofeng, I, I've really become a cripple?"

It turns out that Brother Zhang had already heard it.

Lin Feng quickly comforted him, "The doctor said there are two ways to solve this."

"We can't do either of those methods, can we?"

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, no matter if your injury heals or not, I will ensure you a lifetime of wealth and honor."

A hint of melancholy flashed in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes as she looked up at the ceiling. "The world is a dangerous place; it's not easy to live a peaceful life."

Wealth and luxury are beyond my wildest dreams. Little Feng, thank you so much!

By the end, Zhang Xiaoyu's tears were streaming down her face.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Brother Zhang is so young and his health is ruined.

You might be out of breath and have to stop early even after doing a couple of exercises in bed.

What man could withstand such a blow?

If a man's health fails, he can only watch helplessly as you are given mountains of gold and silver.

Even if Zhang Xiaoyu lives to be seventy or eighty, what good will it do?

From that moment on, his heart was dead; he was nothing more than a walking corpse.

Lin Feng could sense the despair in Zhang Xiaoyu's tears, and his eyes also reddened.

Lin Feng paced back and forth in the room, trying to think of a solution.

There's no hope of getting the demon's inner core; no amount of money can buy that. And I don't think I'll have the strength to kill a demon within three months.

Lin Feng racked his brains and finally came up with a solution.

He never dreamed that his method would create a legendary demonic figure, the 'Rain Demon'.

"Brother Zhang, I have another idea."

I once obtained a peerless demonic martial art called "Bloodthirsty Demonic Art".

Practicing this martial art allows you to rapidly increase your strength by consuming fresh blood, giving you internal energy in a very short time.

In this way, you can use your internal energy to heal the injuries to your lungs.

Practicing this martial art requires extremely high willpower.

Moreover, if there are problems with cultivation, it is easy to degenerate into a mindless, blood-sucking madman.

I only have the first level of this martial art here, but if I want you to have internal strength, the first level is enough.

Whether or not you choose to cultivate is your decision.

"Hahaha," Zhang Xiaoyu laughed twice, "It's good enough that there's a way, how can we expect perfection?"

As the saying goes, "Heaven's movement is ever vigorous; so should a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement." As a man, how can I let you support me for the rest of my life?

I've practiced this technique.

"Okay." Then Brother Zhang, you should rest well. Once your external injuries have healed, I will pass on this skill to you.

With the solution in hand, Zhang Xiaoyu's mental state improved significantly.

Lin Feng pointed to the three thousand taels of silver notes on the bedside table and said, "Brother Zhang, you keep these silver notes."

"This is too much. I can't accept it. I've already spent a lot of money on the doctor."

"Take it, consider it a gift for my godson."

Zhang Xiaoyu scratched his chin. He understood what those words meant, but something just didn't feel right to him.

Lin Feng continued, "I bought three houses for you, Hu Zi, and Hai Tao nearby. You can live comfortably in the county town from now on, so everyone can look after each other."

"Xiao Feng, isn't this too much?"

"Not much. The silver all came from killing bandits, so everyone got a share."

Don't think about anything, just focus on recovering.

"That's fine."

After comforting Zhang Xiaoyu, it was already dark.

Lin Hu and Zhou Haitao both brought their families over, and Lin Feng immediately allocated them courtyards.

Because Zhang Xiaoyu was injured, Zhang's wife and child are temporarily staying at Lin Feng's house.

This morning, Lin Feng faced numerous dangers while killing the bandits.

The afternoon was also busy with receiving rewards, seeing a doctor, and buying a house.

Lin Feng's body could withstand it, but he felt somewhat mentally exhausted.

Everyone else was also very tired and was preparing to go to bed early.

This courtyard house has many large rooms.

At night, Lin Feng and Zhou Chunlan slept in the same room.

Lin's mother and the children slept in one room.

When they got into bed, Zhou Chunlan had her back to him, and Lin Feng assumed that his wife had already fallen asleep.

As a result, after Lin Feng lay down on the bed, Zhou Chunlan turned around and looked at him.

By the moonlight and the breeze, one could see that the lady's eyes were like water, seemingly full of spring.

Lin Feng swallowed hard. "Wife, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Zhou Chunlan said sweetly, "My lord, you're so fierce today?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

Lin Feng remembered that his family was crying that morning, and he did call out to them once.

"Weren't I in a hurry? I apologize to you, my lord."

Zhou Chunlan pouted, "An apology alone isn't enough!"

"Then what do you want?"

"I have to punish you!"

"What's the punishment?"

"You're punished by being sent down here!"

After Zhou Chunlan finished speaking, she threw herself on Lin Feng.

……

Lin Feng got up very late the next day.

At noon, Lin Feng invited a bricklayer to help connect the two courtyards and renovate the newly purchased courtyard.

Lin Feng provided ample funds, and the project could be completed in three days.

Zhang Xiaoyu is recovering quite well today; she has no problems eating and drinking.

On the morning of the third day, after breakfast, Lin Feng planned to go to Xiahe Village to visit his master and explain to him how he had practiced his martial arts.

The system must definitely not be exposed.

He could only tell his master that he was a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand years.

If the master is in a good mood, he might teach me a few more martial arts techniques or give me a precious sword.