Chapter 558

Listening to her soft and slow voice, Feng Shaojin felt as if sharp knives stabbed his chest densely, and his heart ached sharply. The pain spread to his whole body, and he was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

She doesn't believe him!

She doesn't trust him anymore!

His broken promises time after time destroyed all her trust in him.

Even if what he said this time is true.

Feng Shaojin was lying on the crude wooden bed, trying to sit up, but he couldn't move his body.

He had to concentrate all his strength on his arm, and slowly stretched out his hand towards Mo Lingwei, "Weiwei, you can trust me again, okay?"

He tried his best to turn towards her, as if he wanted to get closer to Mo Lingwei, and wanted to hold her hand.

But Mo Lingwei was not moved at all, as if roots had taken root under her feet, she stood where she was, looking at him calmly.

Looking at this man who deceived her again and again.

Struggling, pleading, the seemingly desperate affection in the bottom of the eyes...

Everything is fake, it was this man who pretended to deceive himself again in order to achieve his goal.

She silently warned herself in her heart, don't trust him anymore, it's all his tricks.

He can even gamble his own life, there is nothing else he can't do.

She was so stupid that she was hurt by him again and again.

This time it was finally healed, and her heart, which was full of holes, finally didn't feel the pain.

Heart as dead ashes.

Years of feelings reduced to ashes.

Seeing that Feng Shaojin was about to fall off the bed, Gu Wei saw that Mo Lingwei was still motionless, and couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward and pressed Feng Shaojin's shoulder, "Young Master Feng, calm down, Your wounds..."

Chu Yunyao put the medicine box on the table, moved the lamp over, and handed it to Gu Wei: "Hold it for me, I'll take a look at his wound."

Gu Wei had no choice but to hold the lamp and approach Feng Shaojin.

Chu Yunyao lifted the thick quilt, and saw two well-bound wounds, one on the shoulder and the other on the chest.

Chu Yunyao cut off the white gauze at the wound, touched Feng Shaojin's hot body, raised her hand to touch his forehead, it was burning extremely badly.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have been burned out long ago, and only Feng Shaojin can maintain a minimum of rationality, and he is indeed a lunatic.

Chu Yunyao saw that the wound on the shoulder had begun to scab, but the wound on the chest was infected. Although the bullet had been taken out, the flesh on the wound had already begun to rot, and there was a foul smell.

In another week, if the development continues, there will probably be only one corpse left for Feng Shaojin.

Chu Yunyao took out a scalpel from the medical box, and shook it in front of Feng Shaojin: "There is no anesthetic, I will goug out the carrion from your wound, and then apply anti-inflammatory drugs on you, just bear with it."

Feng Shaojin didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed Chu Yunyao's wrist: "I want Weiwei to perform surgery on me."

Chu Yunyao rolled her eyes, and pointed at his heart: "Aren't you afraid that she will also goug out your black heart in a fit of anger?"

Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth: "Don't be afraid, just take it out and have a look, who's inside it?"

Gu Wei had a headache and persuaded him, "Young Master Feng, let Ms. Chu perform the operation on you..."

Miss Mo couldn't even strike a match, she was so trembling that she couldn't even hold the matchbox, how could she hold the scalpel steady?

With this knife down, I really don't know where it will be gouged out.