Chapter 257

After walking dozens of meters from the River Road, Xu Jihuan drove his carriage to another rarely populated Road, avoided the crowded main road, and walked a distance to the inn where Bai Qingqiang lived.

"Sister, I'll wait for you right here."

We must be happy to know that their cousins talk. He can't follow a man well.

"I'll be right back."

Feng Qianwei remembers Bai Qingqiang's residence. When she didn't wake up these days, she also lived in this inn.

"Knock, knock!"

She came to the door of Bai Qingqiang's room and knocked.

Before long, Bai Qingqiang opened the door. When she saw that it was Feng Qianwei, a smile appeared on her face.

"Vivi, come in."

Bai Qingqiang hurriedly took Feng Qianwei's hand and asked her to sit down in the chair.

"Are you just from the imperial city? The sixth prince, he..."

"He's all right. Haven't you seen him? He came here a few days ago. I heard that he asked the doctor to save you. Don't you remember?"

Feng Qianwei asked.

"I don't remember him coming. At that time, I was in a coma and didn't know anything."

Bai Qingqiang was obviously very surprised when she heard her words.

She heard that someone had saved her, but she didn't know it was the sixth prince.

If he came, why did he leave like this?

"Do you remember who assassinated you?"

Feng Qianwei sees Bai Qingqiang's lost expression and understands that she hopes that the sixth prince can be by her side when she wakes up. After all, now he is her husband, the person she wants to see most.

Bai Qingqiang shook her head with a bit of bitterness in her eyes.

"Do you have any clues?"

Feng Qianwei wants to confirm whether her guess is accurate. She needs Bai Qingqiang to provide clues.

"No, it was too dark. I didn't see anything."

Bai Qingqiang didn't want to involve Feng Qianwei in this right and wrong, so she didn't say anything.

"Weiwei, didn't you learn medicine? Just look at my wound for me. I'm hurt. It's not appropriate to ask other doctors to see me."

She changed the topic and didn't want Feng Qianwei to ask again.

"Well, let me see for you."

Seeing her resistance, Feng Qianwei can only stop asking and carefully check for her.

When Bai Qingqiang unties her clothes, Feng Qianwei sees that there is no wound on her back. There is no scar on her smooth back.

"How's it going? Does the wound scab?"

Bai Qingqiang remembered the pain of the blade penetrating the flesh and blood, which was so clear that she would never forget.

She can imagine that the wound must be flesh and blood blurred, and may even scare Feng Qianwei.

"Are you scared? I'm also thoughtless. I shouldn't let you examine the wound for me."

"Cousin, there is no wound on your back."

Feng Qianwei's words surprised Bai Qingqiang.

"Weiwei, you're kidding your cousin, aren't you?"

Bai Qingqiang thought it was impossible not to have a wound, but she almost died. The wound must be very deep.

"If you don't believe it, you can look in the mirror."

Feng Qianwei said to her. She turned to the mirror and looked carefully at her back, which frightened her.

"No way! It will never be true."

Bai Qingqiang shook her head and said. When she reached out to touch her back, she felt that her back was very smooth, not like being stabbed.

"What the hell is going on? Is everything just my illusion?"

"Let me take your pulse."

Feng Qianwei doesn't see the wound on her body, but she can see that Bai Qingqiang has lost blood. It should be that she has lost too much blood recently.

Bai Qingqiang reached out and she began to diagnose.