Feng Shaojin refused: "No, I want Weiwei..."
Gu Weizheng intends to continue persuading him with emotion and reason...
There was a "snap".
Chu Yunyao slashed at his neck with a knife.
Feng Shaojin's voice stopped abruptly.
The hut was finally clean.
Gu Wei: "..."
I didn't expect the young lady of the Mo family to be so simple and rude. Fortunately, Miss Mo is gentle and pleasant.
Chu Yunyao said lightly: "What's the point with such an unreasonable person? He just doesn't listen to what you say, so why waste your tongue?"
Gu Wei: "..."
This is my boss, and I dare not do anything to him. Besides wasting my tongue, I can only waste my tongue.
Chu Yunyao glanced at him, saw his handsome face twitch, and raised the scalpel to the flames: "It's just right for him to faint, and he won't feel any pain when cutting off the carrion."
Chu Yunyao took out the cotton cloth soaked in alcohol from the bottle, dried the blood from the wound, quickly scraped off the carrion from his wound, cleaned the wound, applied the medicine, and tied it up again.
Gu Wei's eyes widened. He had seen Mo Lingwei's medical skills a long time ago, but he didn't expect that there would be a more integrated doctor than Mo Lingwei with the scalpel. The scalpel seemed to be Chu Yunyao's body. A part of it is driven by instinct.
After wiping the scalpel and fingers clean, Chu Yunyao took out the syringes, anti-inflammatory drugs, and anti-fever drugs that Mu Qing left in the Marshal's Mansion from the medicine box, prepared them and injected them into the blood vessels of Feng Shaojin's arm.
Finally, Chu Yunyao took some Jinchuang medicine for external application from the medicine box and handed it to Gu Wei: "If these are all prepared by me, they are very effective in healing wounds. Apply them on his wounds three times a day, and put them on his shoulders. The wound on the chest will heal soon, and the wound on the chest will heal in three days.
Strenuous exercise is not suitable, and the wound I have sutured should not be cracked open again. "
Chu Yunyao put on the cloak again and tied the strap around her neck, "Ling Wei, do you want to keep guarding him until he recovers, or go back with me?"
"Go back..." Mo Lingwei froze, turned her head away, and turned around slowly.
"Miss Mo." Gu Wei was anxious: "If Young Master Feng wakes up and doesn't see you, I don't know what will happen. You can't leave."
Mo Lingwei closed the cloak, and laughed at herself: "I am not as important as Mr. Gu said, my life belongs to him, he is so tossing about in front of me, and he doesn't cherish himself so much, it's just that I'm sure I won't give up He goes.
I just left for an hour, didn't you appear in front of him in time?
With or without me, the result is the same, he can't die..."
Hearing this, Gu Wei felt more and more guilty: "Miss Mo, Young Master Feng really didn't know that I stayed here without authorization, he..."
Seeing Mo Lingwei walking out, Gu Wei didn't care about the difference between men and women, and stretched out his hand to pull her, "In case Master Feng wakes up and calls to find you..."
Chu Yunyao grabbed Gu Wei's wrist and pushed him aside: "When Feng Shaojin wakes up, you can just tell him, or he will ask the elders of the Feng family to bring the dowry and a matchmaker to the Young Marshal's Mansion to propose marriage." , The door of my Young Marshal's Mansion is always open for him.
Or, don't bother her anymore, the eldest lady of my Mo family is not charged with elopement.
His fate is his own, he has no more tossing about, just according to our wishes, I will marry Ling Wei off gracefully.
If he dared to find the Young Marshal's Mansion again, he would give it a try. If Jincheng really belonged to his Feng family, let him walk sideways? "
Gu Wei: "..."
Gu Wei was stunned speechless.