The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran came out first. The man went to the house to help the woman clean up. From the previous noise, it seemed that something had been knocked over in the house.

When she walked out of the door, she could still hear the man's voice comforting the woman: "It's okay... Don't worry, it's not them..."

Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran looked at each other, and the two said nothing. They went to wait outside the yard.

Soon the man came out with Ah Xing. The two even changed into clean clothes, but the man's attitude was completely different from before.

He put on a smiling face, and his body was unconsciously hunched. He was obviously about the same height as Qin Feng, but he deliberately wanted to be half a head shorter than Qin Feng.

He smiled and showed a row of teeth. He was a little lame when he walked. He was completely different from the man who held the pickaxe like a sword before.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting for so long! My wife has been bedridden for many years and is not very mobile, so I can't come out to entertain you personally..."

During this period, Ah Xing, who was standing by, became silent again as he watched his father fawning on Qin Feng and the others. He lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and didn't even dare to look up at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at him and knew what he was thinking. He said calmly, "Uncle, don't be so polite. Ah Xing and I are friends. We are not nobles, but just passing through here."

After that, he asked Ah Xing, "Ah Xing, what do you think?"

Ah Xing didn't seem to expect that he would be asked this time. He thought that this time was no different from before. His status was very different from Qin Feng's. Even his father could only bow and scrape in front of Qin Feng, and it was even more impossible for him to become Qin Feng's friend.

But now Qin Feng specifically asked him about it, which made him a little overwhelmed: "I, I... I think so too!"

Ah Xing's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and Qin Feng stretched out a hand to him: "In that case, then please take me to a nearby teahouse. You should know the way, right?"

"Of course!" Ah Xing nodded hurriedly after hearing this, and then took Qin Feng's hand, and simply ignored his father's expression and followed Qin Feng in front.

After the three of them walked in front, they didn't see the man behind them with a gloomy face, and his eyes looking at Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran were full of scrutiny and vigilance.

It's called a teahouse, but in fact there is only a tea stall in this area, and it's not tea, just hot water with some tea stems. The tea soup is very light, and a handful of tea stems can make a big pot.

The four sat down, and Ah Xing had no interest in tea at all. Qin Feng simply handed him the candied haws he bought before, and then looked at Ah Xing's father.

"Uncle."

As soon as Qin Feng opened his mouth, Ah Xing's father's face was obviously unnatural.

After all, being called uncle by a peer was the first time compared to Ah Xing's father.

But he still had to maintain his "flattery" to the two, and could only quickly respond: "Hey, what advice do you two have?"

"No advice, and you can just call me Qin Feng." Qin Feng gave his name: "On the way here, I heard Ah Xing say that his mother was sick. Can I ask what the disease was?"

Hearing this, the man's expression changed instantly, and he subconsciously looked up at Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng smiled indifferently, without any tentative intention on his face, but was particularly sincere: "We two are traveling around the world, and we also know some medical skills. I think Ah Xing is a very sensible child. Seeing that he is worried about his mother, I want to ask if the two of us..."

"No!" Before Qin Feng finished speaking, the man refused.

Perhaps realizing that his attitude was too excited, the man quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, my wife has an old illness. Many doctors have said that there is no way. It is not completely cured but she will not die. There is no need to trouble you! You two are obviously rich and powerful people. If you are infected with my wife's illness and affect you, it will be bad!" Qin Feng could see that the man was obviously very resistant to them asking about his wife. But Qin Feng seemed not to see his vigilance and smiled: "Since we are all friends, why should we be polite? I don't mind whether it is illness or not, I am just curious... What kind of illness does your mother have that she needs to avoid light and people?" The man was still drinking tea. Hearing this, his eyes were stern and he subconsciously looked up at Qin Feng. At this glance, Qin Feng felt the murderous intent on him. Ah Xing was sitting on the side, not knowing what was going on. But when he heard that Qin Feng actually knew medical skills, he immediately became happy: "Brother Qin, do you really know medical skills? Then can you save my mother!"

"My mother is very ill, always vomiting blood, and her hair is as white as yours!""But my mother is less than 30 years old, I don't want to see her hair turn gray..."

Before Ah Xing finished speaking, the man next to him covered his mouth with his hand, and cold sweat almost fell: "Ah Xing! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"The two nobles have helped us a lot, how can we ask for more?"

"What did my father teach you before? Don't be too greedy!"

Ah Xing was even more confused now. He could feel that his father was not right today, but he couldn't tell.

Now all he could think about was his mother. Brother Qin, who was so powerful, said that he could cure his mother, so he must be able to do it.

He pulled the man's hand away with force, and said in confusion: "But Dad, we can give money to Brother Qin. It costs money to find a doctor in the clinic anyway, and they can't cure mother. Brother Qin is very powerful. If he says he can cure it, he will definitely cure it!"

"Shut up!" Seeing that Ah Xing didn't listen to him, the man picked him up from his seat: "Why are you so disobedient, how can you cause trouble to the nobles?"

After saying that, he glanced at Qin Feng: "I'm sorry, my child is really naughty, so I won't cause trouble to you. I paid for the tea. If I'm negligent, please forgive me."

Although Qin Feng repeated several times that he didn't need to call him a noble, the man still called him a noble.

His meaning was very clear, that is, he didn't want to have much contact with them.

If it weren't for the pity of Ah Xing, I'm afraid he wouldn't even come to this tea stall.

After saying that, the man didn't even wait for Qin Feng to speak, and walked home with the child in his arms.

Ah Xing was terrified. It seemed like the first time he saw his father with such an expression.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Qin Feng from afar, but he didn't dare to say that he wanted to stay.

Qin Feng looked at their backs as they went away, touched his chin and muttered to himself: "My hair has turned white..."