Chapter 27 Injury


    "Your mother is overworking and uses her spiritual power to activate the stove fire for a long time. Her heart and lungs are damaged by the invasion of fire, and she coughs and has difficulty breathing."


    Mr. Feng explained his condition to the ink painting and continued:


    "When I first came here, I was almost breathless. I refined some pills and relieved them temporarily. I don''t have to worry about it in a short period of time, but I need to take good care of it. I can no longer use spiritual power to activate the stove fire, and I can''t do the errands of helping the kitchen building, otherwise my heart and lungs will be ruined sooner or later and I will be exhausted."


    Mo Hua was scared when she heard this, and couldn''t help but bow deeply again and said, "My Hua keeps the kindness of Grandpa Feng in mind!"


    Mr. Feng helped Mo Hua up, smiled slightly, and said, "Save death and helping the wounded is the responsibility of the alchemist, what kind of kindness are you talking about. Although you are young, you still speak in a serious way. When you repay me, I might have been buried long ago."


    Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief at this time and said with a smile: "Grandpa Feng is kind and can definitely live for hundreds of years!"


    Mr. Feng laughed out loud, "You kid, you have been talking since you were a child."


    "My mother should only be in the kitchen building for four hours every day. She was fine before, so why did her heart and lungs suddenly get so severely damaged?" Mo Hua couldn''t help asking.


    Mr. Feng said: "I asked the chef of the kitchen building. Starting this year, your mother has extended the time to help the chef every day from four hours to six hours. Over time, her spiritual power will be more likely to be exhausted. In addition, overwork will naturally become more serious."


    "Is the fire-proof hairpin useless?"


    "Did you say the hairpin your mother wore?" Mr. Feng stroked his beard and nodded and explained:


    "That hairpin is of course useful, but the fire-proof hairpin is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, and it has no product, and its effects are limited. Fortunately, this hairpin is available, otherwise your mother''s condition will only be more serious. Even if it is cured, there will be problems with the heart and lungs."


    Mo Hua was a little lucky, but also worried. When asked about the cost of the diagnosis, Mr. Feng said, "Just now, the manager of the kitchen building has been here, and they are also very sorry about your mother''s affairs, so they will pay for all the elixirs, so you don''t have to worry about this."


    Mr. Feng quietly blinked at Mo Hua and whispered: "If they have this intention, I will not be polite. Naturally, they all use good medicinal materials to refine elixirs, and you will definitely cure your mother."


    Mo Hua felt relieved and thanked Mr. Feng solemnly, then asked in a low voice: "Can I go and see my mother?"


    Mr. Feng nodded, "Go, your mother just lay down after taking the pill, remember to whisper."


    The wing room of Xinglin Hall was opened, and several sickbeds were placed for the patients to rest. Although it was simple, it was clean and tidy, and it was also filled with a faint smoke.


    When Mo Hua saw Liu Ruhua, Liu Ruhua lay on a bed inside, sleeping quietly, breathing lightly, her face pale and a little haggard.


    Mo Hua brought a small stool and sat gently beside him, looking at Liu Ruhua''s face.


    Mo Hua remembers that when he was just born, his mother was still young, gentle and beautiful, and she looked very good when she smiled.


    Now, ten years have passed without realizing it.


    For monks with a longer lifespan, ten years are actually nothing. Some monks will not even change their appearance in ten years.


    But Mo Hua''s mother has become a little haggard, and she even has a few white hairs on her temples.


    Thinking of themselves growing up and their parents getting older without knowing it, when they suddenly realized it, they were no longer what they remembered.


    Mo Hua felt sore in her heart and her eyes were a little hazy. Liu Ruhua didn''t know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she found Mo Hua lying beside her, her eyes were red, and she felt comforted and a little distressed in her heart.


    Liu Ruhua touched Mo Hua''s head, "Why are you here? Shouldn''t you practice in the sect?"


    Mo Hua looked at her silently, and Liu Ruhua felt a little embarrassed and said, "Mom is okay, don''t worry."


    "Mr. Feng said you have to help the kitchen in the kitchen building for six hours every day."


    "Six hours are nothing. Look at your neighbor''s uncles and aunts. Their errands are sometimes harder. Your father goes out to hunt monsters, and sometimes even doesn''t meet his eyes for days and nights. Everyone is like this..."


    Mo Hua shook his head, "Mom, you are in poor health, how can you be the same? Is it because your family lacks spirit stones?"


    Liu Ruhua sighed slightly and said, "There is no shortage of spirit stones at home, but aren''t you going to learn the exercises soon? The middle-grade and lower-level exercises should cost more than two hundred spirit stones. I want to save more, so that you can choose a better one at that time."


    Mo Hua was slightly stunned, "I didn''t even talk about the martial arts, how do you know?"


    Liu Ruhua touched Mo Hua''s head again, "Silly child, how could my mother not know? You don''t say it''s because you are sensible, but parents cannot not plan for you. Parents are just cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage and cannot give you the best, but within their ability, I still want to try to give you something better."


    My nose was a little sore, and then I took out a storage bag and said:


    "Mom, I can earn it myself. I have earned 180 spirit stones!"


    Now Liu Ruhua was surprised. She opened her mouth slightly and said for a while:


    "How come you make so much..."


    Mo Hua was in a better mood, "I''ll help people draw formations."


    "Is it still the one on Bei Street Youyuanzhai?"


    "yes."


    Mo Hua said, and then he was stunned again, "Mom, why do you know this?"


    Liu Ruhua chuckled softly and said, "Your father told me that when he saw you take out so many spirit stones that day, he suspected that someone lied to you and had a bad intention, so he followed you to the business store and asked the business manager a few words, and then found that you were not cheated. Instead, the business manager was deceived by you. I don''t know when you have a brother..."


    Mo Hua opened his mouth wide, and he felt that he had hidden everything, but he didn''t hide anything. He didn''t even know when his father followed him to the formation pavilion...


    Liu Ruhua touched Mo Hua''s face and said with relief: "When I was a child, I was worried that you would be bullied, and I was worried that you would not be able to make a living in the future. I didn''t expect that you could earn so many spirit stones at your young age, so my mother was relieved."


    "But you have to save these spirit stones yourself. Don''t look at the fact that there are quite a lot of them now. When you have a high cultivation level in the future, you may marry a Taoist couple or have children, and you will have a lot of spirit stones. If you save them now, you won''t be too late."


    Mo Hua shook his head and said, "Mom, I will definitely earn more spirit stones in the future. You don''t have to worry about this. The most important thing for you now is to maintain your health and don''t worry about other things."


    Liu Ruhua looked at Mohua gently, and wanted to say something, but couldn''t help coughing. Mohua stopped letting her talk and told her to have a good rest.


    ?Thank you for your reward by fellow Daoist Natsume Hiro~


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    (This chapter ends)