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Three months ago, when Zhang Xinyun had just boarded the Yanjing's train, her mother had suddenly fainted from intense stomach pains.

Zhang Xinyun's father immediately brought him to the hospital to have a look, but he found out that it was actually the advanced stage of stomach cancer. Not to mention that this sickness had not even been cured by the law, the amount of money needed to cure it was not something Zhang Xinyun's family could afford.

Needless to say, Zhang Xinyun's tuition did not come down ?

Fortunately, Zhang Xinyun sent a message not long after, saying that he had settled the matter of tuition fees. As long as he was working in the school, he would be fine.

As a result, his father saved the money to pay for Zhang Xinyun's tuition and brought his wife back to the neighboring town to see an old doctor.

Zhang Xinyun's father did not tell her about his wife's advanced gastric cancer, so as to not make her worry. After all, to the current Zhang Xinyun, education was the most important thing.

However, during the past three months, Zhang Xinyun's father had continuously tried to get some medicine from the old doctor, and made some medicine for his wife to drink. However, the results were to no avail.

The old doctor said that there was no rule of law for this disease. Medicine could only delay death. Only God knows if this medicine was effective or not.

Currently, it was most likely Zhang Xinyun's mother who was sick. After that, Zhang Xinyun's father brought her to see the old doctor in an attempt to ease her pain.

"All of you are truly interesting."

Ye Feng sneered, and taunted his Eldest Uncle and Aunt, "Xiao Zhang's mother is already in the late stage of stomach cancer, it's fine if you guys don't help, but you're even pouring oil on the fire.

"Well, she can't be cured, so why should we spend money on her?"

Uncle said solemnly, "Living is painful. We might as well go earlier." "As for collecting debts, we are in need of money ourselves ?"

"You sound so good."

Ye Feng snorted and did not say anymore.

No matter how much he said, it was useless against these people. No matter how much he mocked them, their thoughts were as such, and it was difficult to change them. In their hearts, money was indeed more important than family.

Zhang Xinyun watched coldly from the side, and did not interrupt.

She had long since been disappointed by her relatives. She had expected them to do something like this.

Fortunately, she had Ye Feng. If it wasn't for Ye Feng helping her settle the matter of the school fees, her father wouldn't even have that thousand yuan. If that were the case, her mother might not even be able to last until today.

The next town wasn't far.

Ye Feng called for a van that was pulling customers down the street, explained the location, and then brought along Zhang Xinyun, his eldest uncle, and his aunt and uncle to hurry towards the town next door.

Speaking of that old doctor, there was no one nearby who didn't know of him.

"Lao Litou's medical skills are outstanding, his medical ethics are also good. Anyone who suffers from minor ailments in our vicinity should go and let him see, it would be a lot cheaper than going to the big hospital."

The driver of the van said beaming with joy: "I just said that with a common cold, Lao Litou's few dollars would be enough to get some medicine. You don't have a few hundred dollars to go to the hospital. It has less effect than Lao Litou! "

Ye Feng listened at the side and felt that the old doctor must have some true skills, some ability, he was not the usual type of scammer.

After all, they had been here for decades. How could they not know about it?

However, facing such a terminal illness like the late stage of gastric cancer, no matter how powerful the old doctor was, he would be helpless to do anything.

To be able to spend only a few thousand dollars to help the patient alleviate the pain and slow down his death, Lao Litou's medical ethics was not bad. One had to know that going to an official hospital would definitely require hundreds of thousands of banknotes, but it wasn't enough to make one feel comfortable.

"Ye Feng..."

Zhang Xinyun held onto Ye Feng's arm tightly, his palms were sweating.

"Relax, Xiao Zhang."

Ye Feng smiled and comforted her, "I will try my best. As long as it's a physical ailment, it shouldn't be a problem for me."

"Yes."

Zhang Xinyun forced a smile.

Cancer was an incurable disease in the modern society. No matter whether it was treated or not, once a person in the family got this disease, no matter what part of the cancer, it meant that the family had to give money to the hospital. The money wasn't even just a little bit, but a lot of it.

Even after becoming a cultivator and with Ye Feng by his side, Zhang Xinyun was still not confident.

After all, in the past, she was a top student with excellent academic performance. She also knew a lot about all aspects of science, and the terrifying level of cancer was deeply rooted in her heart.

Soon, the van stopped in front of a small yard in the town. In the yard was a simple wooden house, and in front of the house were fields of herbs and herbs.

Just by sweeping it with his mind, Ye Feng was already somewhat surprised. The way the herbs in the courtyard were grown was not bad, seems like the owner of the courtyard had knowledge about growing medicinal herbs.

"This old doctor seems to be not bad ?"

Ye Feng became interested in the old doctor.

The value of the herbs in this courtyard was already quite high. If he sold them all, there would be no escape for hundreds of thousands. But Lao Litou was willing to stay in such a simple hut to treat illnesses, it could be seen that he was not an ordinary person.

Ye Feng was becoming more and more curious about the other party.

He scanned his Spiritual Sense into a simple three-room wooden house, and quickly found out that a middle-aged woman was lying on the sickbed in one of the rooms. She should be Zhang Xinyun's mother, Chen Shufang.

Logically speaking, Zhang Xinyun, who was born at the age of twenty-four, should only be forty-four now that twenty years have passed since then. But from the haggard look on Chen Shufang's face as he laid on the sickbed, he looked to be over a hundred years old, older than a dozen years old.

Chen Shufen was frowning in pain, but luckily, there was a middle-aged man standing by her side, accompanying her day and night.

It was a young man wearing the clothes of a construction site. It was Zhang Xinyun's father, Zhang Chong.

At the moment, his face was filled with anxiety, he looked at his wife Chen Shufang, who was lying on the sickbed, but his mind was on an old man beside him.

The old man was at the side brewing medicine, and from the smell, it seemed that the medicine had been simmering for a long time. After calculating for a bit, he knew that Zhang Chong had brought Chen Shufang here overnight, and Lao Litou had started to treat her early in the morning.

It was a pity that this medicine could only alleviate late gastric cancer and couldn't completely cure it.

At this time, Ye Feng brought Zhang Xinyun, her eldest uncle, her aunt, and her sharp-tongued uncle over behind them. They successively arrived outside the wooden hut and knocked on the wooden door.