As soon as Feng Xi said this, everyone in the room was stunned.
Li Cifu, who had come before, was okay, Liu Rong, who knew Feng Xi well, could barely keep her expression straight, but people like Song Yichun, who had no idea who Feng Xi was, had much richer expressions on their faces.
What do you mean, if they fall into the water together, who will Liu Rong save first?
Why did these two fall into the water together?
What made them feel even more magical was that Liu Rong thought carefully for a few seconds, and then answered seriously:
"Well, can I call someone? Because I don't know how to swim..."
Everyone: "?"
Seeing Song Yichun and others' eyes changing when they looked at Feng Xi and Liu Rong, Li Cifu finally coughed twice and said:
"Master Song, this is my granddaughter-in-law Liu Xi, and this little one is my great-grandson Xiao Zhuo. I also brought my grandson with me on this trip, that is, the young man who followed your detectives to arrest people. His name is Xiao Zhaoling."
Feng Xi nodded after hearing this, indicating that what Li Cifu said was absolutely correct.
She originally wanted to add a few words, but Li Cifu quickly held her shoulders and said:
"To be honest, my grandson's daughter-in-law has an extraordinary skeleton and is a rare talent. She is just a little crazy. I hope Lord Song and you all will stay out of the public eye."
"How could it be possible?" Song Yichun smiled, "This county thinks this girl is very good, very good..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Feng Xi said:
"Well, it's pretty good. I just can't tell you what's so good about it, right?"
Song Yichun: "..."
This, how should he handle this?
Fortunately, Liu Rong was also smart and hurriedly said to Song Yichun on the side:
"Master Song, this Miss Liu Xi is not only Mr. Xiao's granddaughter-in-law, but also the daughter of our brother-in-law, and my cousin who I have never met before..."
Liu Rong had seen this princess quarrel with her prince brother and eldest sister, so she should not let her speak now if possible.
So she introduced Feng Xi and the others almost immediately, and Liu Yin and another young man on the couch looked shocked.
Uncle Liu on the side couldn't help but sigh:
"It's fate, this is really fate. God doesn't want anything to happen to you, Sister Rong!"
Song Yichun realized something was wrong when he recognized Li Cifu, but he had no intention of exposing the group in front of him. On the contrary, he cooperated very well and said:
"Uncle Liu is right. Your family has been separated for many years. How could you expect to meet again in these troubled times? Isn't this fate?"
Seeing that Song Yichun had already believed him, Liu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
Instead, Liu Yin grabbed Liu Rong's sleeve and tried to get Liu Rong to help him up.
Although Liu Rong knew this was false, she could only hide it from her brother. After her brother lost his little sister and parents, what he valued most was the blood of his relatives.
Now that she knows that she has recovered her brother-in-law's flesh and blood, can she not be so excited that she wants to get up?
Liu Rong could only look at Feng Xi for help, but Feng Xi followed her gaze to the bedside and lowered her eyes to look at the young man on the bed.
The young man was about in his early twenties, with a pale complexion and black eyes. His originally thin figure had become haggard. He was obviously seriously ill and probably did not have much time left.
His pale cheeks were still a little red, and his eyes were misty. Feng Xi could tell at a glance that he was having a fever, and he didn't know how long he had been having it.
Therefore, when Liu Rong couldn't bear the pull of her brother and wanted to help him up from the bed, Feng Xi complained directly:
"No, if you still think about it after it's been burned like this, I'm afraid it's because you've been burned to death, and you really don't want to live anymore, right?"
Liu Yin: "?"
Are you sure it was his cousin who picked it up from the roadside, not his sister?
Unexpectedly, his sister rebelled on the spot after hearing what the cousin in front of her said.
Not only did she not help him up, she also tucked him in with the quilt again, and even stuffed his hand that was holding her sleeve back.
"Sister Xi'er, do you think brother can still be saved? It was my fault for trying to help him just now. He is not burned out yet, but he might be in a while..."
Liu Yin: "?"
Are you sure this is your biological sister?
Don't be fooled by someone who can disguise himself!
While Liu Yin was coughing and doubting life, Qi Zhuo, who was standing next to Li Cifu, ran over and reached out to hold Liu Yin's hand that was under the quilt.
Liu Yin originally wanted to ask the child what he was doing, until he found that the child was actually taking his pulse.
"Uncle, are there any injuries on your body?"
Qi Zhuo took his pulse and asked Liu Yindao on the couch.
Seeing that the child's speech was not like that of an ordinary child, Song Yichun turned his head and looked at Li Cifu who was standing aside.
Seeing this, Li Cifu nodded to him, saying that his great-grandson's medical skills were trustworthy.
If others don’t know this person’s identity, doesn’t he know it?
Nowadays, the most popular imperial doctor in Shengjing City is the mother of this young master.
It is completely normal for the young master to know some medical skills.
After receiving Li Cifu's approval, Song Yichun's expression immediately changed.
He, Song Yichun, had been a county magistrate for so many years, and he didn't know many dignitaries.
He was able to recognize Li Cifu in front of him because he heard that he was diligent and caring for the people, and always asked for their lives.
That's why he treated Li Cifu with courtesy today, hoping that he could truthfully report the situation in Mingzhou to the court and give the people of Mingzhou a way to survive.
In his opinion, the other followers were there to conceal Li Cifu's identity, so he did not pay too much attention to them.
Until now...
Before Song Yichun could react, Liu Rong had already said to Qi Zhuo very actively:
"Yes, yes, there is a trauma on my brother's leg. It was scratched by Deng Baochang's servant with a knife when he had an argument with him in the restaurant that day. I don't know what was on the knife, but the wound rotted away in a few days. , so that my brother has a fever every day..."
Upon hearing this, Qi Zhuo walked directly to Liu Yin's feet and lifted the quilt off Liu Yin's body under the unbearable looks of Song Yichun and others.
I saw Liu Yin's right leg wrapped in layers of white cloth, with a bright red patch on the cloth.
Maybe it was covered with a mattress before, and the white cloth around his legs was tightly wrapped, so Feng Xi and others didn't smell anything, until now...
In Feng Xi's words, she is familiar with this taste.
After all, there are countless casualties caused by natural disasters in the apocalypse, the abandoned streets are filled with zombies, and this putrid smell is everywhere.
When Qi Zhuo quickly removed the white cloth on Liu Yin's feet with both hands, the wound that appeared in front of everyone was indeed rotten and smelly, and yellow pus was constantly flowing out of the wound.
No wonder the high fever persists. It’s strange that the wound is so rotten that the fever can go away.
In fact, in this era without anti-inflammatory drugs, such an injury could indeed be a death sentence.
After all, it all depends on "surviving". Either you are in good health or you are lucky. If you are not good at either, you can just lie down and die.
This was the case with Liu Yin in front of him.
