"After they sent him back and left some money, they never came back again. I have sought medical treatment everywhere, but they all said that there was nothing they could do." The old woman wept and looked at Feng Jiu: "Immortal, you have a way to save my son, don't you? You must have a way, am I right?"
Feng Jiu looked at her and nodded: "Don't worry! Your son won't die."
Upon hearing this, the old woman wept with joy: "I knew it, I knew my son wouldn't die, I just knew it, I just knew it…"
"He probably has a wound on his body that hasn't been cleaned properly. Please help me remove his clothes so that I can check." Feng Jiu motioned and stepped aside.
"Yes yes." The old woman stepped forward to help. In a short time, she had removed her son's clothes, leaving him in his underpants.
